Vacant eyes to hide the lies
Whispered at the dead of night.
Moanings of forgotten pasts
Revived at the dead of night.
Now are told the drunken thoughts
By sober mouths at night.
Wearing cold hearts on the sleeves
By all the fools at night.
Forget the past, forget me now
For I have done you wrong.
Truths are told to all, my dear
For it is the dead of night.