Pressure's reminding me of the past now Shaowy figures and doubts The hour's too late to have mercy on myself I'm needing a friend, the play button's waiting Longing, I am reaching in the darkness for the light Longing, I am reaching for some warmth on a cold winter night So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf One thought leads to another once the door's open and Unwelcome, they come rushing in If I could go back in time now, all the words that I'd choose What secrets would I reveal and whose? So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf Call out to my bones and put 'em back together Call out to my bones and put 'em back together Call out to my bones and put 'em back together Call out to my bones and put 'em back together Longing, I am reaching in the darkness for the light Longing, I am reaching for some warmth on a cold winter night So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf Ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it out Ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it out Ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it out Ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it out