MIDNIGHT
BLUE
Wherever it is, it will keep till the
morning
Haven’t we both got better things to
do?
Midnight blue
Even those simple things become rough
Haven’t we had enough?
And I think we can make it one more
time,
For all of the times you’ve told me
you need me
Needing me now is something I could
use
Wouldn’t you give your hand to a
friend?
Maybe it’s not the end
And I think we can make it one more
time
If we try, one more time for all the
old times
And I think we can make it one more
time
If we try, one more time for all the
old times
Midnight blue
Midnight biue
Midníght biue.