Creature of the Night, Pt. I
Joanna Syme, Tom Iansek
Out to the stars, they call me so quietly
You're out in the trees in the light of the street lamp
Whisper my name from the roofs and the fence tops
A creature will pass and the calm of the night comes alive
I feel that you're near with a hand to your ear
I'm lost and alone and trying to find my way back home