Two lanes closed northbound I got home way past nine I've changed the message on the phone And I've pulled the blind.
My friends treat me kind these days But they wait to hear in name they say: still two years and counting it's much the same
Midnight radiostation is keeping me from dreams And you and Frank Sinatra you one hell of the team So i guess, i'll drain the bottle and just leave on the light And sing: one more for my baby, And where he is tonight Where he is tonight
Well i've done some starting over And i've done some sweeping clean And i hide my thoughts and i still get caught In living in between And i'd love to hear those lovesongs When they go straight to my head And then i go and spoil it all Just like he said
Midnight radiostation is keeping me from dreams And you and Frank Sinatra you one hell of the team So i guess, i'll drain the bottle and just leave on the light And sing: one more for my baby, And where he is tonight Where he is tonight
Two lanes closed northbound I got home way past nine I've changed the message on the phone And I've pulled the blind And I've pulled the blind..