Nina Simone - Theme From Middle Of The Night Lyrics
(1959) george bassman, chayefskyOnly the lonely love, only the sad of soul,Wake and begin their day in the middle of the night,To breakfast on their pride, burnt joys and tears just driedTo breakfast with the moon in the middle of the night.Then to count once more my miserly store of your kissesIn this darkness restored,To grasp your absent grace in desperate embrace,To make your false heart true, in the middle of the night oh oh ohThen to count once more my miserly store of your kissesIn this darkness restored,To grasp your absent grace in desperate embrace,To make your false heart true, in the middle of the night .