When the lights go down in the city, getting real low
Settling in my room,I'm unnoticed
When the still comes in through my window letting me go
I feel calm, come over me, on the floor
On the floor
Where the rats all come away clean
There on the floor
Where the children all stomp and scream straight out the door
Well I find myself on my knees
Begging please
When the lights go down in the city and everyone goes, to their room
Walking their trail to dreamland
When the lights go down in the city, something is roaring
I find myself waiting to believe
On the floor
Where the mice call shots in the corner that's where I'll be
When the crickets come home and sing their symphony
'Til I find myself on my knees
Begging please
On the floor
Facing the things I've done here on the floor
Where the years have gathered and run that's where I'll be
And I find myself on my knees
Begging please
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