Witching Hour - Little Green Cars

My eyes were tinted blue

When I thought I knew

This was not just a night

It would never get bright again

So I’ll tip-toe around you my friend

And the wind was crisp and clear

And I thought I could hear, in the voice of the season

It gave me no reason to go

When I blew off the roof of my home

And I thought, that I was getting old

So I dug a big hole and built a cross

And I thought, I could bury my shame

Throw in my name with it all

Step back, try to recall

What happened to it all?

Was it always like this?

Did I hold out my fist for your fight?

Did I kneel down and close my eyes?

And I thought, that I was getting old

So I dug a big hole and built a cross

And I thought, I could bury my shame

Throw in my name with it all