Leo Sayer & Frank Farrell oh when the night
creeps up over the hillside oh it's so
quiet up here you can hear your thoughts from
the inside oh well it took me a while to
take in the atmosphere dark clouds of evil all
around you're only dreaming you're only
dreaming you're only dreaming you're only
dreaming there is no hooded killer no
dracula no frankenstein oh well it's all
psychological oh it's all in your mind oh
when a boy we'd visit a haunted house and
there were demons inside of that there isn't a
doubt and I would hide behind my hand every
night with fear right there on my brow oh I
see danger in living I'm on a runaway train
without wheels now I'm crawling through a
tunnel with bloodhounds at my
heels everywhere I turn there are screams all
around behind trees wolves howl