A marvel light, a daze of gold
 Tears of a grass widow
 When I was young, I thought I’d be 
 more than just a fantasy
 I wanna be this, I wanna be that
 A big black dog with the soul of a cat
 The blue-eyed doe, inside on me
 He won’t leave, he’s buried deep
 
 I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
 Now I can see, in the middle of the night
 I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
 Now I can see, in the middle of the night
 
 If I told you, would you believe
 My soul is wicked, I’m a thief
 They'd all burned me, 1690
 It was a deadly night shade, which finished me
 Now I’m haunting and I’m looming round
 The old church yard and the damn dog pound
 I'm giving some hell and I’m feeling free
 Never was more than a fantasy
 But I fly at night and by your candlelight
 My shadow has you window
 
 I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
 Now I can see, in the middle of the night
 I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
 Now I can see, in the middle of the night (x2)