This night, walk the dead In a solitary style And crash the cemetery gates. In the dress your husband hates Way down, mark the grave Where the search lights find us Drinking by the mausoleum door And they found you on the bathroom floor I miss you, I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard I miss you, I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard Way down, way down Way down, way down Way down, way down Way down, way down I miss you, I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard