I close my door at night, But they get in allright, And she turns on the light. I, I held her hands so tight, 'Cause words don't come out right, When she sees things at night. But me, I'm closer to the door, I don't get scared no more, But i don't know the score. If I could hold them in my hand, I'd make them understand. I'm not a haunted mind, I'm not a thoughtless kind. If I could put them in a jar, I know they wouldn't scar. I do it if I could, I hope you know I would. I do it if I could (guitartabs.cc)