Testo Late At Night

I close my door at night, But they get in all right, And she turns on the light. I held her hands so tight, 'Cause words don't come out right, And she sees things at night. Me, I'm closer to the door, I don't get scared no more, But I don't know the score. If I could hold them in my hand, I'd make them understand. I'm not a haunted mind, I'm not a thoughtless kind. If I could put them in a jar, I know they wouldn't scar, I'd do it if I could, I hope you know I would. I close my door at night, But she gets in all right So I turn on the light. I held her hand too tight, Too hard to make it right, So I could sleep at night. If I could hold them in my hand, I'd make them understand. I'm not a haunted mind, I'm not a thoughtless kind. If I could put them in a jar, I know they wouldn't scar, I'd do it if I could, I hope you know I would. I'd do it if I could, I hope you know I would. I'd do it if I could, I hope you know I would. I'd do it if I could, I hope you know I would.