Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little time

4 o'clock
Never lets me sleep
I hang my head
Those dreams I pray for
Half past dead
Those candy filled doors
To unlock
At the dreaded hour of
4 o'clock

I close my eyes
Weep with the loss of needed sleep
Like a frightened child I do run
From the sleep that never will come


4 o'clock
So terrifying
I out of bed do creep
Searching for that needed sleep

Climb this tower of shame
That dreaded time still the same.

Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little time

4 o'clock
Never lets me sleep
I hang my head
Those dreams I pray for
Half past dead
Those candy filled doors
To unlock
At the dreaded hour of
4 o'clock

I close my eyes
Weep with the loss of needed sleep
Like a frightened child I do run
From the sleep that never will come


4 o'clock
So terrifying
I out of bed do creep
Searching for that needed sleep

Climb this tower of shame
That dreaded time still the same...