اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Put on my coat, shut the light
Make my way in evening light
I'm all right
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
A love, a home, a simple world of our own
Your voice on the phone
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
The burdens of the day
Are all slipping away, away
What mistakes did I make
To make you walk away?
Your face, my prayer
The grace I find there
Your hands, these hours
A day that's ours
One husband, one wife
One dream of a life
One lost and lonely night
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
A tie, crisp white shirt
To cover the scars and the hurt
I get outta bed, go to work
Have dinner at eight, dinner at eight
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
