In the middle of the night
Comes a knockin' at my door
There's a limousine outside

And I know whom it's for

And I heard it bein' read

And I heard it bein' said
Aw, that the comfort in your head
And I wonder if it doesn't create a sense of shame


In the middle of the night
Comes a knockin' at my door

There's a limousine outside
And I know whom it's for


And you're leanin' on your wheel in your car
As you walk to the top of the hill
And you hope the will in your mind

Does not jump from the edge to the climb
With a sense of shame


It was the time before the last
And you did not give up
And I threw you on the ground

And you did not get up
And I don't know why
And I don't know why

But the tears in your eyes
It made me want to cry
But with a sense of shame


It was the time before the last
W e did not make up

And I threw you on the ground
And you did not get up
And I don't know why

And I don't know why
Something in your eyes
It made me want to cry

With a sense of shame

You meet me heather deep

I bury your heart on my knees all the time

In the middle of the night

Comes a knockin' at my door
There's a limousine outside
And I know who it's for