Every night I dream... Every night I’m afraid... Every night there’s no end to what is coming. Every night I know what’s going to happen and choose not to believe Every night I ride in my car, I look up at the moon and there’s a face staring back at me, And whenever I drive through a streetlight I’m afraid the lights are enclosing me There’s no way out. I’m trapped forever more I’m afraid for what is coming . . . . .