when your lights go out tonight
and your stars lose their blinding light
you will dream of small change
you will weep for him again
and I'll watch over you on this long night

and the trees play tricks on you
and the wind hums its awful tune
you can hear the sound of far off late night t.v
you can feel the clouds cover you up
and I'll watch over you on this long night

and you'll know I'm there by the time you hear this tonight.