Middle Of The Night

de Thomas Headon

I think it's best if you let us sing (uhh)
'Cause you're such a bad singer (haha)

I, I, I, I wasn't looking for it
I, I, I, I, but it found me
Don't ask me why, you're not ready for it
Snowman on ice, when I tell you that

I'm flying
No denying what it's like
I'm dying
For the lady on my telephone

Okay (okay), alright (alright)
When I wake up in the morning, it's the middle of the night
No shade (no shade), sunlight (sunlight)
Got the magic in my pocket and I'll take you to the sky
I'll say (I'll say), sometimes (sometimes)
There ain't nothing better, perfect weather on my mind
Okay (okay), alright (alright)
When I wake up in the morning, it's the middle of the night (hey)
Night, middle of the night (okay)

Mona lisa, lady, front of my bike
We can go to Paris, wherever you like
We can go to cvs, first-class flight
Cold red wine, air-fresh pine

I'm flying
No denying what it's like
I'm dying
For the lady on my telephone

Okay, alright
No shade, sunlight
I'll say, sometimes
Okay, alright