By Buffalo Tom
Date: 15 April 2001

Late AT night

I .....close my door at night
But they get in all right
And she turns on the light

I.... held her hands so tight
'Cause words don't come out right
And she sees things at night

Me,
I'm closer to the door
I don't get scared no more
But I don't know the score

If I could hold them in my hand
I'd make them understand
I'm not a haunted mind
I'm not a thoughtless kind

If I could put them in a jar
I know they wouldn't scar
I'd do it if I could
I hope you know I would

I ....close my door at night
But she gets in all right
So I turn on the light

I ...held her hand too tight
Too hard to make it right
So I could sleep at night

If I could hold them in my hand
I'd make them understand
I'm not a haunted mind
I'm not a thoughtless kind

If I could put them in a jar
I know they wouldn't scar
I'd do it if I could
I hope you know I would

I'd do it if I could
I hope you know I would
I'd do it if I could
I hope you know I would
I'd do it if I could
I hope you know I would
I'd do it if I could
I hope you know I would

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