Tekster:
Ladyhawke

Late night, waiting by the phone Tonight waiting for an answer Heartbeat drumming double time I need one more chance to be near you Still hanging on

In the dark, in the back of the van cautiously holding your hand Making eyes, making everything alright Being home, being all alone, feeling sad watching

You're a women without a clue you're a friend of no ones too Keeping track of all your lies must be hard for someone new So better not try to get inside

All of the boys and the girls here in Paris Sing to the night without sight but with madness I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it Tell me the truth

You came to my show And I saw you in the crowd I didn't know your name I didn't know your name I asked all my friends who you were And your story They

I see you've got another bad line You're playing rhythm and it's out of time You're holding tickets to your one man show But I can tell you something

Sick of all that we have to be in this life Gimme all that you have, gimme what you like Waiting here for a fool to begin his life And you, you try to

You came to my show And I saw you in the crowd I didn't know your name I didn't know your name I asked all my friends who you were And your story They

All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me