I'm sitting in my room in Soho
Waiting for the time to go
It's ten minutes to midnight
I'm getting ready for the show
In seven days I'll be back home
Nestled in your arms
Watching television
And been sleeping through alarms
With no one there to remind me
It's time to get on stage
And the ringing in my ears
Will slowly start to fade
But it won't be long until that feeling
Surges through my veins
And I'll be back home
The itch is getting stronger every single day
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm back on the road
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm heading for the show
You get used to the smell of cigarettes
And carpets stained with booze
There's a strange feeling of comfort
When you walk into that room
I know I'm yearning for the moment
When I'm back at home
I'm torn between the thought of it
And being on the road
Someone there reminded me
It's time to get on stage
And the ringing in my ears
Will burst into a rage
But it won't be long until that feeling
Surges through my veins
The itch is getting stronger every single day
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm back on the road
It's ten minutes to midnight

And I'm back on the road
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm heading for the show
Yes I am
Yes I am
There's someone there reminding me it's time to get on stage
And the ringing in my ear's about to burst into a rage
And it won't be long until that feeling's surging through my veins
The itch is getting stronger every single day
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm back on the road
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm heading for the show
It's ten minutes to midnight
And I'm back on the road
It's ten minutes to midnight
It's ten minutes to midnight
It's ten minutes to midnight
It's ten minutes to midnight