Writers: Leo Sayer & Frank Farrell

oh when the night creeps 
up over the hillside 
oh it's so quiet up here 
you can hear your thoughts from the inside 
oh well it took me a while 
to take in the atmosphere 
dark clouds of evil all around 

you're only dreaming 
you're only dreaming 
you're only dreaming 
you're only dreaming 

there is no hooded killer 
no dracula 
no frankenstein 
oh well it's all psychological 
oh it's all in your mind 

oh when a boy 
we'd visit a haunted house 
and there were demons inside 
of that there isn't a doubt 
and I would hide behind my hand every night 
with fear right there on my brow 

oh I see danger in living 
I'm on a runaway train without wheels 
now I'm crawling through a tunnel 
with bloodhounds at my heels 
everywhere I turn there are screams all around 
behind trees wolves howl