Nothing seems right
Except for the music at night
A change in the season
It comes like a thorn in my side
Lost in a maze, lost in a maze I looked for you, I was invisible too
Sleeping on Sunday
Avoiding the pale afternoon
Deep in a dream, deep in a dream But nothing seems right
Except for the music at night When I awoke
I saw a face in the smoke
Chilled by the evening
Caught up in the undertone
I call your name, I call your name Out of the blue
That's when you walk in the room
A shift in the darkness
You ask me if I still want you
Of course I do, of course I do But nothing seems right
Except for the music at night Nothing seems right
Except for the music at night
A change in the season
It comes like a thorn in my side
Lost in a maze, lost in a maze But nothing seems right
Except for the music at night