Worry — Free

If its the cold black night That's eating up your heart The cold damp sweat Keep you and sleep apart The ticking clock Just watching on the table The wind that howls As much as it is able

Then worry baby worry There's a reason for you to There's a silent, deadly message In the wind that's meant for you

And the sleeping streets Have closed their tired eyes The fear that creeps Will move & slowly rise Your beating heart Will hammer at your breast Your aching brain Will cry aloud for rest

Worry baby worry There's a reason for you to There's a silent, deadly message In the wind that's meant for you

Worry baby worry There's a reason for you to There's a silent, deadly message In the wind that's meant for you