Night city sleeps and souftly mouning My heart makes loud beats in this early morning Her pretty eyes with love and tender Makes me feel on high…
Your midnight dreams try to find me in the love schemes you made up last Friday
Your midnight dreams reminds me All fair themes, that become untidy
Wet concrete under my feet, I keep on going On these dark empty streets my mind starts turning Blinded by moon light I can’t remember Who began this fight?
Your midnight dreams try to find me in the love schemes, that you made up last Friday
Your midnight dreams reminds me All fair themes, that become untidy