It's Getting Late کے بول

It's getting late I'm feeling funny It's getting late I fear, uh oh It's getting late The night is callin It's getting late Out here, uh oh We will Ride the wings of moonlight Through the stardust in the night Till we're Gently kissed by daylight You'll be captive in my eyes It's getting late I'm sure they worry It's getting late My dear, uh oh It's getting late I hear them callin' It's getting late Come home, come on Come home, come on Come home' How can I ride? How can I fall? How can I lay me down? How can I run? How can I leave and disappear? How can I learn? How can I follow? How can I sympathize? And what if I burn What if tomorrow Brings only melted ice? How can I see Right through my sorrows? How do I get through lies, get through lies? How can I breathe? Whom do I turn to If you're not here? Here, uh oh