midnight I know

a bar, we meet at 7.15 in the evening

we drink a few glasses,we share a few stories

it`s already 9 o`clock, when I say " I love you, I do"

9.45, we go home, togehter but I feel all alone

we do the same thing, we did one week ago

but this time it takes just a little bit longer

after all, 11.45, she leaves immediately

and she says" bye honey, see ya next week"





she always goes at midnight and I know

she doesn`t wanna wake up in my arms



I am one of those stupid love-fools

I know what`s the matter, but what shall I do

once a week she comes and brings back my heart

we share a few moments, she lights up my life

but then she goes, she goes again

could never feel, the way I can

and she says" bye honey, see ya next week"



she always goes at midnight and I know

she doesn`t wanna wake up in my arms