Elvis - It's Midnight. 8 x: ~3 @3 E. z6 z% p - b8 [! E# u' W+ E" p! b$ i1 A5 p& W) w2 U L2 Y
$ t$ k9 U8 k+ O+ o6 GMaybe it's too late I sometimes I even hate myself- }2 d; U8 R7 \9 j7 U
For loving you# K9 v& b" }" \1 z4 I0 J
Trying to be strong then night-time comes along and I start wanting you 1 g8 Q7 K: N, @" y7 Q) dWanting you. 9 ^ ], G1 u& d) q; e$ O* T! v# qWhere is all my self control I'm burning way down in my soul5 ?) M7 ]( A0 D
And needing you2 o6 F; S6 ^) q# t- c
, Z( H5 W9 B. r$ Q R. ^Wishing I could be the man, I try to. n3 J3 L" { i2 d% I
Hating me for wanting you to be with you5 Y" _7 d6 o, F+ V% M: W! ^& X
Knowing you don't love me like you used to1 _% k7 G( N. L1 z9 z9 r# q
But it's midnight, Oh and I miss you . A0 c1 x+ S2 C$ }$ S 8 l" P2 S' T2 @- x: Z" W$ V0 m/ b- aIt's getting late and I know that's when I am weak; f) L. w" ?& h
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the day light6 g; F) J% M9 \
I ought to go to bed and try to straighten out my head and just forget you - P) N5 k5 g8 V8 U! n. S1 LOh but it's midnight, yeah and I miss you & E' m5 D( B( A* C$ t. r4 Y' h+ N) Q$ }1 f, A, E) g
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak7 V* O! A7 Q/ U4 h: k3 T
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the day light 3 p2 J4 ]9 A! P2 D, `& UI ought to go to bed to try to straighten out my head and just forget you( `. U$ y6 R3 [! E! r9 k
Oh but it's midnight and I miss you / O. j! m% e; |; ? % A$ m% P. Z2 i7 p. o1 [2 D; JIt's midnight and I miss you