up over the hillside
 oh it's so quiet up here
 you can hear your thoughts from the inside
 oh well it took me a while
 to take in the atmosphere
 dark clouds of evil all around

 you're only dreaming
 you're only dreaming
 you're only dreaming
 you're only dreaming

 there is no hooded killer
 no dracula
 no frankenstein
 oh well it's all psychological
 oh it's all in your mind

 oh when a boy
 we'd visit a haunted house
 and there were demons inside
 of that there isn't a doubt
 and I would hide behind my hand every night
 with fear right there on my brow

 oh I see danger in living
 I'm on a runaway train without wheels
 now I'm crawling through a tunnel
 with bloodhounds at my heels
 everywhere I turn there are screams all around
 behind trees wolves howl