I am a man who walks aloneAnd when I'm walking a dark roadAt night or strolling through the parkWhen the light begins to changeI sometimes feel a little strangeA little anxious when it's darkFear of the dark, fear of the darkI have constant fear that something's always nearFear of the dark, fear of the darkI have a phobia that someone's always thereHave you run your fingers down the wallAnd have you felt your neck skin crawlWhen you're searching for the light?Sometimes when you're scared to take a lookAt the corner of the roomYou've sensed that something's watching youHave you ever been alone at nightThought you heard footsteps behindAnd turned around and no one's there?And as you quicken up your paceYou find it hard to look againBecause you're sure there's someone thereWatching horror films the night beforeDebating witches and folkloresThe unknown troubles on your mindMaybe your mind is playing tricksYou sense, and suddenly eyes fixOn dancing shadows from behindFear of the dark, fear of the darkI have constant fear that something's always nearFear of the dark, fear of the darkI have a phobia that someone's always thereWhen I'm walking a dark roadI am a man who walks alone.