Night descended
Like a blanket on a house,
Where i miss you, like a limb,
I close the curtains, shun the working and i,
Put your record on,
I put your record on

Oooh-oooh etc.

By the lonely, tax collector never had
Such a feeling, before you came and
You descended, i amended and i need it like a hole in the head
I need it like a hole in the head

Oooh-oooh etc.

You took me to the lion's den
You took me to the lion's den