Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell
Oh when the night creeps
Up over the hillside
Oh it's so quiet up here
You can hear your thoughts from the inside
Oh well it took me a while
To take in the atmosphere
Dark clouds of evil all around
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
There is no hooded k**er
No dracula
No frankenstein
Oh well it's all psychological
Oh it's all in your mind
Oh when a boy
We'd visit a haunted house
And there were demons inside
Of that there isn't a doubt
And i would hide behind my hand every night
With fear right there on my brow
Oh i see danger in living
I'm on a runaway train without wheels
Now i'm crawling through a tunnel
With bloodhounds at my heels
Everywhere i turn there are screams all around
Behind trees wolves howl