Form a plan, a plan of attack

There’s no guarantee you’ll win it back

Just as real as black and white
The stuff of dreams, dreams and legends

Like a real life hero, the ones we remember

Stealing a heart, after dark

With a heart, full of the right stuff

Stranger than life, all through the night

We hide away on the brightest night

Isn’t it right, to be on our own

On a danger mission we take our position
For a midnight ride, to the danger side

With new thoughts, never thought before

We’re gonna keep on talking till our words get sore

With a heart, full of the right stuff

Stranger than life, all through the night

All through the night

There’s no secrets, just a rumour you heard

So remember where you heard it first

With new thoughts never thought before

We’re gonna keep on talking till our words get sore

With a heart, full of the right stuff

Stranger than life, all through the night

All through the night

Words: 
Chris Wardman