[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill] Someone Got themselves a letter In the mail the other day It's already worn and tattered And I guess It gives away All the things we keep inside All the things that really matter The face puts on its best disguise And all is well Until the heart Betrays She knows As she reads the letter That things were bound to stray Winds blow She pulls her coat tighter And the letter flies away With all the things she keeps inside All the things that really matter The face puts on its best disguise And all is well Until the heart betrays Lord bring on the night Wrap it all around me Let it hold me tight Soak up all that I bleed Lord bring on the night Wrap it all around me Let it hold me tight Soak up all that I bleed And I'll fly away Yeah I'll fly away Oh ho, I'll fly away Watch me, yeah yeah Lord bring on the night Wrap it all around me Let it hold me tight Soak up all that I bleed I bleed