Walking the tightrope And losing the pole I hung on by my teeth One of those nights That didn't feel too right Gonna cry myself to sleep
Oh what a night Oh what a flight it was Oh, oh what a night
No telephone news And I'm missing you I can't afford to phone There's a thousand people Using my room But I've never felt so alone
I picture you face I keep hearing your voice I'm dying in the sheets I daren't think too much So I drink so much I still can't get to sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
