It feels good in the nighttime
Warm hands trying to break the mold
It feels good in the nighttime
Cruel intentions and hearts of gold

Wind blown patterns change
The artic chokes us
We want to know why

Who am I to notice?
Hope lost feels like June
Solstice nights bring longer moons
23 but still brand new

It feels good in the nighttime
Warm hands trying to break the mold
It feels good in the nighttime
Cruel intentions and hearts of gold

Heaven sent the polar spray
The frozen coffins
You’ll turn a blind eye
Who am I to notice?
Hope lost
You’re letting go

It feels good in the nighttime
Warm hands trying to break the mold
It feels good in the nighttime
Cruel intentions
You’re letting go

Melting ice around our lips
The taste of Canada lingers on us
Who am I to notice?
We’re taken back or we’re born to follow

It feels good in the nighttime
Warm hands trying to break the mold
It feels good in the nighttime
Cruel intentions and hearts of gold

It feels good in the nighttime and I’m over it now