28 acessos
Maybe it's too late. Sometimes I even hate myself for lovingyou
Trying to be strong then nighttime comes along and I start lovingyou
Wanting you. Where is all my selfcontrol I'm burning way down inmy soul
And needing you, and wishing I could be the man, I try to
Hating me for wanting you to be with you
knowing you don't love me like you used to
But it's midnight, Ohh and I miss you
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in theday light
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and justforget you
Oh but it's midnight yes and I miss you
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in theday light
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and justforget you
Oh but it's midnight yes and I miss you
It's midnight and I miss you