Other Hours

Who are you in the other hours



When your hair's undone



And your guard's let down



When you're all alone in your all nightgown



Are you the life of the party then?



Sitting by yourself, again



Where are you in the other hours



Are you in a secret place that calls



When you're by yourself with in your walls



Are you undressed with someplace to go



Off to catch your private show



Why do you greet the morning



Draping your heart in a shroud



Why must your life be a sideshow



Played to an ignorant crowd



How are you, in the other hours



Do you pray for morning to arrive



Do you wonder how you can stay alive



Are you at peace in a troubled mind



Hoping no one else would find



You're only playing dumb



'til the other hours come



[piano]



Who do you think you're fooling



Turning your face from the light



Clearly you're turning to something



that are revealed by the night



What are you in the other hours



Are you queen of some abandoned song



Thinking how your crown of jewels had shone



You're sitting there with no one to reign



You think no one sees your pain



And no one hears your drum



So the other hours come