In the shining sun

My images they run

Confusing all I've done before I've begun

And every city scene

Becomes a roaring stream

A nightmare and a dream rolled into one



But when the city sleeps

I'm up and on my feet

Along the darkened streets

Hear me run



Through the empty town

Running, laughing, down

No-one else around - to bother old me

By factories I sway

My shadows seem to play

To do this in the day - I'd never be free



But when the city sleeps....