It's Midnight
Composer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler; Jerry Chesnut
Performer(s): Elvis Presley; J.D. Sumner & the Stamps
Maybe it's too late
I sometimes even hate myself for loving you
Trying to be strong, then night time comes along and I start loving you
Wanting you
Where is all my self control
I'm burning way down in my soul
And needing you, wishing I could be the man
I try to hating me for wanting to be with you
knowing you don't love me like you used to
But it's midnight
Ohh and I miss you
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the daylight
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you
Oh but it's midnight, and I miss you
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the daylight
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you
Oh but it's midnight and I miss you
It's midnight and I miss you
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