think that it's over I still feel your heart next to mine Your touch make me burn babe Let's climb all the way to the stars No way out No way out Close
Night prowler, get outta my way I'm your night prowler, watch you tonight I'm the night prowler, when you turn out the light Too scared to turn your light out
fray Through the midnight moon Saw fit to light my way Got a lot left to say But where do I go from here When I'm lost out on the road The way's not
dark Seven days, seven candles In my window lighting your way Your favorite record's on the turntable I drop the needle and pray (Turn it up) Band's countin' out midnight
oughtta know Keep your head down and fucking die (Wake up) rise and shine Gotta take another pint Dig heads and watch out for the night When the sun comes
and I'm changing Too much I can't climb out the way I fell in Jump with me For that old forgotten dance The midnight sun will burn you up Your life
: It's a long, long way from Canada A long way from snow chains Donkey vendors slicing coconut No parkas to their name Black babies covered in baking
love So much more I have to say Help me find a way And I wonder if you know How it really feels To be left outside alone When it's cold out here Well
Ramada And I got her to come out on that powder And right jump on just swallow And swallow and drain damn she wild Make her trip out Lil' Wayne Damn
You sure gotta funny way of hanging on 'cause I'm going blind You sure got a funny way of hanging on 'cause I'm going blind Midnight and hauntings
a Lincoln Continental Now were ballin' out of control Little Simons' up in a Benzo Smokin' indo Till the sun rises up That'll fuck you up Cause we don
and eyeballin' out a 5 ball combination shot impossible you say? ...hard to believe?, perhaps out of the realm of possibility? naaaa he be stretchin' out long tawny fingers out
Yeah, I've been all around this world And she'd be california If california was a girl I'd chase that wild sunset I'd be gone on my way, Way out west
: We made our way slowly down the path that led to the stream, Swaying slightly, Drunk on the sun, I suppose. It was a real summer's day. The air humming
s always after midnight When we talk it out and slowly both unwind She says every act of kindness Is a little bit of love we leave behind Every summer sun
