[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]
Someone
Got themselves a letter
In the mail the other
day
It's already worn and tattered
And I guess
It gives away
All the things we keep inside
All the things that really
matter
The face puts on its best disguise
And all is well
Until the heart
Betrays
She knows
As she reads the
letter
That things were bound to stray
Winds blow
She pulls her coat tighter
And the letter flies away
With all the
things she keeps inside
All the things that really matter
The face puts on its best disguise
And all is well
Until the heart
betrays
Lord bring on the night
Wrap it all around me
Let it hold me tight
Soak up all that I bleed
Lord bring on
the night
Wrap it all around me
Let it hold me tight
Soak up all that I bleed
And I'll fly away
Yeah I'll fly
away
Oh ho, I'll fly away
Watch me, yeah yeah
Lord bring on the night
Wrap it all around me
Let it hold me
tight
Soak up all that I bleed
I bleed