Midnight کے بول

You had a lot of bad things happen All at the wrong time You don't recall feeling quite this bad In your whole life Every night you fall asleep to the light Of the television Now you don't want to say it... You think you can make it alone... You can call on the phone at midnight I'll be standing by after all my goodnights You can hold on and sit tight Everybody needs a call after midnight It's like a lot of your day's spent Trying to be patient Spending your time drawing chalk outlines Of yourself on the pavement When the bed hits your head You still feel generic Now you don't want to say it... You think you can make it alone... You can call on the phone at midnight I'll be standing by after all my goodnights You can hold on and sit tight Everybody needs a call after midnight Now you don't want to say it... You think you can make it alone... But you really need to pick up the phone now