Tolling bells are ringing,

and the shadows cast their spell.

Tolling bells are ringing,

and the shadows cast their spell.

I gotta, got a strange, strange feeling,

That something just ain't well.



Night is falling,

And my strength, it ebbs away.

Night is falling,

And my strength, it ebbs away.

I be-, I begin to wonder,

Is it the death angel,

Coming to carry me, to my grave?



Wonder what is wrong,

Wonder what can the trouble be?

Wonder what is wrong,

Wonder what can the trouble be?

I gotta a strange, strange feeling,

That the bell's tolling for me.



Night is falling,

And my strength, it ebbs away.

Night is falling,

And my strength, it ebbs away.

I wonder is it the death angel,

Coming to carry me to my grave?



Wonder what is wrong,

I wonder what is wrong with me?

Wonder what is wrong,

I wonder what is wrong with me?

I gotta, got a strange feeling,

That the bells, the bells, the bells,

Are ringin for me.



So sad, so sad now.



You ever wake up in the morning,

And you feel something just ain't right?

Your left side jumps,

And you gotta go..

Yeah...