Sheltered by the night You caught me in the tide And I caught you Red In tooth and red in claw You saw me In new light And I saw you So look at you look at me All because we need to know So look at me look at you

I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light He's gotta be sure And it's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life He's

Here we stand or here we fall History won't care at all Make the bed, light the light Lady Mercy won't be home tonight You don't waste no time at all Don't hear the bell but you answer the call It comes to you as to us all Yeah, we're just waiting for

Like a moth she moves to the red light Her blood warms and boils there She skims the sweat like a new milk And pops the buttons off her wet blouse Oh Queen of the Night Well she is deep inside She is haunting me (All of her soft parts call to me

Somebody got murdered Somebody's dead forever Sounds like murder! Are they drunk down below? Someone lights a cigarette While riding in a car Some ol' guy takes a swig And passes back the jar But where they were last night

You got to come back for more Hey little thing, let me light your candle' Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Once it come along a dime by the dozen Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light

(must be somewhere for me) No sun will shine in my day today (no sun will shine) The high yellow moon won't come out to play (that high yellow moon won't come out to play) I said (darkness) darkness has covered my light, (and the stage) And the stage my

Your tail lights fading in to the night Screaming your name In the pouring down rain Watching you leave us behind So I don't go out on the town All the whiskey I had I poured out And that's where I go when I drink Standing at the end of the drive My

Where do you go, where do you go, And the light of truth is blown out, Roadsinger came to town, long cape and hat, People stood and stared then closed their doors, as he passed, He strolled the empty street, kids banged on tin cans, Then the panting dogs

When Daddy let me drive A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel It's painted red, the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with Daddy when