Shadows of the night. moving on the ground. like silent clouds. they follow me around. as I wonder through the dark. through the midnight mist. remembering our last kiss.
Midweek and we reached scarlet town. I was almost dying of thirst. We parked the car in some old schoolyard. The windscreen caked in dirt. There was no water in the engine left.
There's nothing that's better at all. That's better than the sound of the closest call. Tells you to act proud, act proud, walk tall. There's nothing that's better at all.
As I was out walking one night in the park. Cupid was out on the town in the dark. And I couldn't resist as I saw him walk by. So I asked him why he had a tear in his eye.
Shadows of the night moving on the ground. Like silent clouds, they follow me around. As I wander through the dark, through the midnight mist. Remembering our last kiss, do you know how much you're missed?.