there's a pebble in my shoe,
it's reminding me of you
and the way we used to scramble up the beach.
it is raining and i'm wet,
but i do not feel regret
for coming out and walking round and round the town

'cause it's alright when i'm outside in the nighttime
yes it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine.

this afternoon i cleaned the flat,
i even got rid of the mat
and i washed the bedroom walls down with a sponge
now it's empty and it's stark
like my cold and sterile heart
it's so much harder, gone much further than i'd planned

still it's alright 'cause i'm outside and it's nighttime
yes it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine

and i'm still boldly marching on
like the soldiers in the song
but the war's not there, it's in my head
and nightmares make a fragile bed
but i must lie there anyway
unless i want to stay

outside in the nighttime where it's alright
yes it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine.

and i've been out here for days,
wandering round this wretched maze,
thinking nothing and everything all at once
and i'll keep on walking round
till they put me underground
at least then i will be free from this trance

right now it's alright 'cause i'm outside and it's nighttime
it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine.