(Leo Sayer/Frank Farrell)

Oh when the night creeps
Up over the hillside
Oh it's 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 visited a haunted house
And there were demons in there
Of that there isn't a doubt
And I would hide behind my hand
Every night
With fear right there on my brow
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 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
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming