Reaching the end of the night
The dance ain't done
You're thinking of blurring the lines
'Tween right and wrong
So you down your drink
Channel all that power
And you bump and grind
In the Witching Hour
They're turning up all the lights
You've had your fun
You're going outside for a smoke
To find someone
To keep the night alive
To keep it sweet not sour
Final Countdown now
In the Witching Hour
So you scan the crowd
Got no bunch of flowers
But you home right in
In the Witching Hour
The Witching Hour
When you find your love
In a hopeless place
When you've finally found the one
Who fits your face
And you move in closer now
To fill the space
But you're too far-gone
Down steps you can't retrace
It's the Witching Hour
The Witching Hour
The Witching Hour
Witching Hour
It's the Witching Hour
