Late at Night

i close my door at night but they get in all right and she turns on the light i held her hands so tight 'cause words don't come out right and she sees things at night me, i'm closer to the door i don't get scared no more but i don't know the score if i could hold them in my hand i'd make them understand i'm not a haunted mind i'm not a thoughtless kind if i could put them in a jar i know they wouldn't scar i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i close my door at night but she gets in all right so i turn on the light i held her hand too tight too hard to make it right so i could sleep at night if i could hold them in my hand i'd make them understand i'm not a haunted mind i'm not a thoughtless kind if i could put them in a jar i know they wouldn't scar i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would