Are we really sure?

Can a love that lasted for so long still endure?

Do I really care?

Hey, hey, let's talk about the distractions going on elsewhere.

I keep hearing footsteps, baby, in the dark, oh, in the dark.

Why I keep hearing footsteps, baby, in the dark, oh, in the dark.

My mind, just now and then, looking down dark corridors

and wonders what might have been, something's up ahead.

Hey, should I keep this same direction or go back instead?

I keep hearing footsteps, baby, in the dark, oh, in the dark.

Why I keep hearing footsteps, baby, in the dark, oh, in the dark.

Honey, let's stop walking around when there's love lost to be found.

Oh, and you know I still care, I still care.

What's the sense of going elsewhere?

Who feels really sure?

Can that feeling guarantee your happiness shall endure?

And do we really care?

Hey, hey, let's look at what's been happening and try to be more aware.

I keep hearing footsteps, baby, in the dark, oh, in the dark.

Why I keep hearing footsteps, baby, in the dark, oh, in the dark.

Ooh, hey, let's stop walking around, yeah.

Well, when there's love lost, lost to be found.

Oh, honey, you know I still care, I still care.

What's the sense of going, going elsewhere, yeah?

Oh, honey, let's stop walking around and around and around when there's no love to be found.

Hey, baby, you know I still care, I still care.

And what's the sense of going, going elsewhere?