"When the light...

...........begins to change

I sometimes feel a little strange

A little anxious when it's dark

 

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark

I have a constant fear that something's

always near

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark

I have a phobia that someone's

always there

 

Have you run your fingers down

the wall

And have you felt your neck skin crawl

When you're searching for the light?

Sometimes when you're scared

to take a look

At the corner of the room

You've sensed that something's

watching you

 

Have you ever been alone at night

Thought you heard footsteps behind

And turned around and no one's there?

And as you quicken up your pace

You find it hard to look again

Because you're sure there's

someone there

 

Watching horror films the night before

Debating witches and folklore

The unknown troubles on your mind

Maybe your mind is playing tricks

You sense, and suddenly eyes fix

On dancing shadows from behind

 

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark

I have constant fear that something's

always near

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark

I have a phobia that someone's

always there

 

When I'm walking a dark road

I am a man who walks alone"

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