During the night, when the moon starts to rise,
A dark creature opens her eyes.
During the night, when the shadows linger,
A dark creature starts to whisper.
During the night, every door is locked,
In case she decides to knock.
During the night, each curtain is drawn,
Just as midnight is born.
During the night, when the wind starts to howl,
This dark creature begins to prowl.
Down every street, silent as a mouse,
She knows every alleyway, every house.
But when the moon begins to fade,
And the city begins to wake,
The creature can only be seen
Inside you and me.