Some nights I sit inside the fireThe only place I feel at homeAnd I find it easier to lieWhen I’m not sleeping aloneCause the day that it all endedYour face was as pale as the MoonSome nights I sit inside the fireThe only place I feel at homeAnd I find it easier to lieWhen I’m not sleeping aloneCause the day that it all endedYour face was as pale as the MoonSome nights I sit inside the fire