4:AM T.M. Songtext
von Heavy Bones

Well it′s four in the mornin'
My ol′ lady's snorin'
Outside it′s rainin′ and pourin'
And I need some affection
To fuel my resurrection
So I contemplate with silent intention...

Suddenly my mind is not my own
And I′m falling
I can see through the door
Another memory's
Calling... yes it′s calling

Then I see
In the night she comes to sweep-a-me
Off my feet
All hell fire couldn't make her a liar
In the moonlight charity′s balling
Through the door another memory's calling


Whoa! Holy Moses
It must have been hypnosis
I woke up in a bed full of roses
And it's hardly accidental
In fact I′m slightly mental
My thoughts have all become
Transcendental

Suddenly my mind is not my own
And I′m falling
I can see through the door
Another memory's
Calling... yes it′s calling

Then I see
In the night she comes to sweep-a-me
Off my feet
All hell fire couldn't make her a liar
In the moonlight charity′s balling
Through the door another memory's calling

All hell fire couldn′t make her a liar
Through the door another memory's calling

Hear me calling
Hear me calling
Hear me calling