Night Out

She opens up the door at her closet
And lets her hand run through the deep end of the rail
It stops at the velvety touch of an old dress
And the memory of the sea she used to sail.

Maybe it's time, maybe it's time for a night out.

She throws the dress on over her shoulders
The old zipper cuffs its way up along her spine
She pass a rose very red on the apples of her cheeks
And the mirror sense a back a stranger's smile.

Maybe it's time, maybe it's time for a night out.

There's a world out there
And I believe the peace of it is yours
So c'mon girl let down your hair like you don't care
And open up your door
Maybe it's time, maybe it's time for a night out
Baby it's time, baby it's time for a night out.

She hovers at the top of the staircase
The thought of word awaits cuts like a knife
And then she hurls herself forwards, towards the front door
You would think she was running for her life.

Baby it's time, baby it's time.

She freezes with her hand on the handle
As the voice awakes behind her on the couch.

She takes a step back into the doorway and in the light of the TV
She lets him look her up and down.

There's a world out there
And I believe the peace of it is yours
So c'mon girl let down your hair, like you don't care
And open up your door.

You poor girl, he said
To think that anyone is gonna look your way
You're a lucky girl, he said
That you got me and I that I've stayed.

There's a world out there
And I believe the peace of it is yours
So c'mon girl let down your hair like you don't care
And open up your door.