Well, we rifle through the night
Like riders on [bad word] now, in the street
Holding back the blinding light
'Cause a thousand eyes can be so indiscreet
And we hide away, love the night away
And [bad word] between the shadows and the light

We're children of the [bad word]  from the light
Children of the night
Of the night

In the day we pass like strangers
'Cause we fear the consequences of our love
And we realize the danger
Still we choose to take our chances on our love
And we hide away, love the night away
And [bad word] between the shadows and the light

Like children of the [bad word]  from the light
Children of the night
Of the night, oh yeah

There's a fine line, such a fine line, a very fine line
Between the day and the nighttime
The wrong and the right time for makin' sweet love
Find a place to hide, anyplace to hide, hidin' in the darkness
Feels like the right time for love in the nighttime
For makin' sweet love

And we hide away, love the night away
And [bad word] between the shadows and the light

Like children of the [bad word]  from the light
Children of the [bad word]  from the light
Children of the [bad word]  from the light

Children of the [bad word]  from the light
Children of the night
We're children of the night
Children of the night
We're children of the night