It might've been the angels Fallin' in the street It could've been the stars crashin' Every time we'd meet It might've been a ghost train Wailin' out of sight But it had to be you In the heart of the night If someone takes a dagger Holds it to your throat Might be time to get ready Time to grab your coat There's nothing in the harbour Just the dead city light You're lost on a corner In the heart of the night Take the flame Hold it up lighter Light my soul Set it on fire You might get a warning Or maybe just a sign Don't be in a hurry To find out why Because there's nothing in the harbour Just the dead city light You're running away from me In the heart of the night (J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)