In the middle of the night Comes a knockin' at my door There's a limousine outside And I know whom it's for And I heard it Bein' read And I heard it Bein' said Aw That the comfort In your head And I wonder If it doesn't create A sense of shame In the middle of the night Comes a knockin' at my door There's a limousine outside And I know whom it's for And you're leanin' on Your wheel in your car As you walk To the top of the hill And you hope The will in your mind Does not jump From the edge to the climb With a sense of shame It was the time Before the last And you did not give up And I threw you On the ground And you did not get up And I don't know why And I don't know why But the tears in your eyes It made me want to cry But with a sense of shame It was the time Before the last W e did not make up And I threw you On the ground And you did not get up And I don't know why And I don't know why Something in your eyes It made me want to cry With a sense of shame You meet me heather deep I bury your heart On my knees all the time In the middle of the night Comes a knockin' at my door There's a limousine outside And I know who it's for