Singing in the middle of the night
When I walk home with no street light
In the cold, with my smoke in my hand
I keep warm, trying not to slip
Singing in the middle of the night

Singing in the middle of the night
And the naked trees is the only audience I see
I move mechanically as I hold the beat
The heat spreading from my soul
Give movement to my toes
Singing in the middle of the night

Singing in the middle of the night
For the snow and the leaves  
I break the ice beneath my feet
I crack open a connection
Singing in the middle of the night