It's 3 am I have to go
the lonely train will take me home
I thought it's cold and so it is
the rain set in
I walk along humming a tune
no one can hear let me assume
some always get along in life
not do I
Sometimes I feel as if I'm still incomplete
I stumble and fall
for no reason at all
no reason at all
Thou all I know is second- hand
it never puts me off the scent
I cannot get a wink of sleep
but I can dream
Sometimes I feel as if I'm still incomplete
I stumble and fall
for no reason at all
no reason at all
I have never felt such a cold inside
the question from on high
sent shiver down my spine
Thank God every cloud has its silver lining
Thank God every cloud has its silver lining
I press my face against the glass
affraid of being wrong, affraid of being right
at 3 am
at 3 am...