The Witching Hour

I'll be in heaven when I walk out of my door tonight Driving to nowhere, I'm slipping through a tunnel of light I'll be your school boy, but the music's far too loud, and I'm afraid of it So we scream as loud as we can now, just to hear a funny sound, a funny sound Driving home at daylight Or is the witching hour trying to take me there? Or is the witching hour trying to take me away now? Driving home at daylight Or is the witching hour trying to take me there? Or is the witching hour trying to take me away now? I'll be in heaven when I walk out of my door tonight Driving to nowhere, I'm slipping through a tunnel of light Driving home at daylight Or is the witching hour trying to take me there? Or is the witching hour trying to take me away now? Driving home at daylight Or is the witching hour trying to take me there? Or is the witching hour trying to take me away now? Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you Oh, if I could only get to you