Nhạc sĩ: Chris Difford, Glenn Tilbrook
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
The moths up at the window, they can see the light
The crickets croak in the dark, my pen runs out of ink
As I start to write the feelings that are in my heart
This headache won't subside, I've got you on my mind tonight
The silence of the telephone doesn't bother me
But I wish that it would ring, I'm confined to quarters
I'm in solitary, I'm the man who would be king
The small hands of the five, I've got you on my mind tonight
Loneliness for loving you is some price to pay
But are my pockets deep enough?
The curse of the morning keeps me awake
So busy with the thoughts of love, as I slowly close my eyes
I've got you on my mind tonight
Just as I come to sleep, a cop pulls up, I hear a beep
Goodnight
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