Well it's a different story
As the darkness comes around
You're going the wrong way
And the streets you thought
Would all be paved with gold
But when the wind cuts through
You'd even try to sell your soul
When they were falling in love
With that clean cut smile
Whatcha doing, hey whatcha doing
Can't see the wrong or the right
Whatcha doing, tell me whatcha doing
Must be a trick of the night
Well its a laugh a minute
Between the burning question
And the fortune in his eyes
Oh, they could tear you apart
With those bare faced lies
All the hurt you're feeling inside
Whatcha doing, hey whatcha doing
Can't see the wrong or the right
Whatcha doing, tell me whatcha doing
Must be a trick of the night
Whatcha doing, hey whatcha doing
Can't see the wrong or the right
Whatcha doing, tell me whatcha doing
Must be a trick of the night
Of the night, of the night
Must be a trick of the night
Well it's a different story
As the darkness comes around
And the streets you thought
Would all be paved with gold
But when the wind cuts through
You'd even try to sell your soul
WRITERS
Keren Woodward, Sarah Dallin, Siobhan Fahey, Steve Jolley, Tony Swain