歌词
作曲:Chayefsky+George Bassman
Only 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 dried
To breakfast with the moon
In the middle of the night
Then to count once more
My miserly store of your kisses
In 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 oh
Then to count once more
My miserly store of your kisses
In this darkness restored
To grasp your absent grace
In desperate embrace
To make your false heart true
In the middle of the night
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