Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Bob Geldof
Baby in the dead of night
When my head's going round and burning
Things that fill the heart with dread
Messing up my bed
I'm tossing, turning
Eyes that bore a hole through X-ray proof walls
Staring through the pit of my soul
Once I saw an insane man break his teeth
Trying to chew through iron bars
In the dark of 2 a.m
When I see you there
Breathing easily
Breathe that angels breath on me
Breathe away the fear
So I sleep peacefully
Innocence will always be the only true moral alibi
But I should never try to protect you
From being aware of our crimes
And when the night turns to day
Dark turns to gray
It finds me
Alone with those memories
Night turns to day
Dark turns to grey
And leaves me
Tired and cold again
Must it always be
That we of necessity
Acquire understanding
And with that knowledge
Must we gain
All the mental pain
Of comprehension?
The man stood only inches from my face
Intelligence sparked in his eyes
His gums a mute and bleeding mess of teeth
The people who were with me laughed till they cried
Night turns to day
Dark turns to grey
It finds me
Alone with those memories
Night turns to day
Dark turns to grey
And leaves me
Tired and cold again
Must it always be
That we of necessity
Acquire understanding
And with that knowledge
Must we gain
All the mental pain
Of comprehension?
The man stood only inches from my face
Intelligence sparked in his eyes
His gums a mute and bleeding mess of teeth
The people who were with me laughed till they cried
I never think that there's any of this will touch you
But baby your mummy and daddy are praying
That this world we leave will turn out good for you...
Night Turns to Day was written by Bob Geldof.
Night Turns to Day was produced by Rupert Hine.