At the stroke of midnight
Staring at the phone
For the millionth time I'm all alone...
I'm the guy she turns to
When her lovers leave
I'm the wild card she's got up on her sleeve
But she don't look at me with
Eyes on fire
Glowing like coals in the night...
Hungry eyes
Burning with love and desire
I'm like a long-lost brother
I'm closer than her friends
The only one on whom she can depend...
She thinks I'm sweet and gentle...
She thinks the world of me
But late at night I'm not the one she needs
She never looks at me with
Eyes on fire
Glowing like coals in the night...
Hungry eyes
Burning with love and desire
Doesnt' she see that I'm crying out
Can't she tell that I'm needing her now
