Lyrics

Well it's late and with the midnight silence
Falling like a stone
Through a pool of dreams and unseen things
It’s too late to be alone
I call you up just to listen
I haven't got nothing to say
And I listen for an hour from a hundred miles away

Well it's late and with the midnight silence
Floating down the hall
With the fragrant breeze of fantasies
But it’s too late to have them all
So I listen to some music
By a woman who wants more and more
She’s so rich and still dissatisfied; I'm dissatisfied and poor

So I play along
It's all right to be wrong
Like you might in a song
Late at night but a long way from morning

Well it's late and with the midnight silence
Lying on the floor
Like a simple tune that ends too soon
It’s too late to ask for more
So I close my eyes and just lie there
And imagine you’re lying there too
And it brings you one mile closer and there's nothing else to do

So I play along
It's all right to be wrong
Like you might in a song
Late at night but a long way from morning

Well it's late and with the midnight silence
Falling like a stone
Through a pool of dreams and unseen things
It’s too late to be alone
I call you up just to listen
I haven't got nothing to say
And I listen for an hour from a hundred miles away