You give yourself away every working day Put up a strong defense... about your innocence You dance center stage your heart's an open page So baby don't keep me... in suspense I've seen your kind before like a revolving door Round the truth you spin... baby what you holding in Got a hungry look like you wrote the book of secrets At the stroke of midnight Take a crazy ride I wanna get inside your secrets At the stroke of midnight When the clock strikes twelve you gotta show and tell You better leave no doubt let it all... hang out Oh you want to give it up gonna strut your stuff Gonna burn down your door to your... candy store What's all the mystery what is it can't see I'm coming ready or not Open up and show me what you got Got a hungry look like you wrote the book of secrets At the stroke of midnight Ah you can't run and hide I wanna get inside your secrets At the stroke of midnight Yeah I wanna take the fall oh baby show me all your Secrets... at the stroke of midnight Oh you got a hungry look Oh whoa... come inside, take a crazy ride With those secrets at the stroke of midnight Vocals: Joe Lynn Turner Guitars: Karl Cochran Bass: Bob Held Drums Michael Cartellone Keyboards: Gary Corbett