After dark, we come creeping to your window and say, won't you come and have to play? Now it's dark, for the night has chased the day away, won't you come and help us chase the night? It feels so nice, after dark. Time enough, for you to worry in the morning, alright. You can worry if you like, you're with us now. So forget your mother's warning, and let the gentle darkness steal your eyes. It feels so nice, after dark. It's not easy to see deep inside, with your eyes open wide. All around, all the sight rushes in, and hides all the pain. It feels so nice, after dark. When the day changes into the night, there's a new kind of light. You can feel more than you can see, and be what you want to be. After dark, we come creeping to your window and say, won't you come and have to play? Now it's dark, for the night has chased the day away, won't you come and help us chase the night? It feels so nice, after dark. *