Lost souls, long forgotten Beaten down, battered, and broken, Calling up to me, from a dark and black sea, asking for a rescue, how could I leave them be? Spirits, trapped below me, reaching toward my hand, Please, let me help you, I hope you understand. [Instrumental Break] Late at night, Late at night, I begin to wonder. Make things right, Make things right, don't get drawn under. Late at night, Late at night, Could I truly help them? Make it right, Make it right, Desire to save the helpless. [Instrumental Break] What can a man do? When his worth is judged by things he's done, All that matters is, All that matters should be, All that matters to me, Is what happens when I reach down to the pit. Late at night, Late at night, I begin to wonder. Make things right, Make things right, don't get drawn under. Late at night, Late at night, Could I truly help them? Make it right, Make it right, Desire to save the helpless.
