I don't know why, you want to follow me tonight, when in the rest of the 

world with you whom I've crossed and I've quarreled, let's me down so, for 

a thousand reasons that I know, to share forever the unrest, with all the 

demons I possess beneath the silver moon. Maybe you were right, but baby 

I was lonely, I don't want to fight, I'm tired of being sorry. Chandler and Van 

Nuys, with all the vampires and their brides, we're all bloodless and blind, 

and longing for a life beyond the silver moon. Maybe you were right, but 

baby I was lonely, I don't want to fight, I'm tired of being sorry, I'm standing 

in the street. Crying out for you, no one sees me, but the silver moon. So 

far away, so outer space, I've trashed myself, I've lost my way, I've got to get 

to you got to get to you. Maybe you were right, but baby I was lonely, I don't 

want to fight, I'm tired of being sorry I'm standing in the street, crying out for 

you, no one sees me, but the silver moon.