Oingo Boingo

 





Ain't it hard

when you wake up

in the morning

And you find out

that those other days

are gone?

All you have

is memories of happiness

Lingerin' on.



You might wonder

who can I turn to

On this cold

and chilly night of gloom

The answer to that question

Is nowhere in this room.



All your dreams

and your lovers

won't protect you,

They're only passing

through you in the end.

They'll leave

you stripped of all

that they can get to,

And wait for you

to come back again.



You might wonder

who I can turn to

On this cold

and chilly night of gloom

The answer to that question

Is nowhere in this room.



Yet still a light is shining

From that lamp on down the hall.

Maybe the star of Bethlehem

Wasn't a star at all.