Whatever it is, it'll keep till morning.
Haven't we both got better things to do? Midnight blue.
Even though simple things become rough, haven't we had enough?
And I think we can make it. One more time, if we try.
One more time for all the old times.
For all the times you told me you need me,
Needing me now is something I could use. Midnight blue.
Wouldn't you give your hand to a friend? Maybe it's not the end.
And I think we can make it. One more time, if we try.
One more time for all the old times. Midnight blue.
I think we can make it. I think we can make it.
Wouldn't you give your hand to a friend? Think of me as your friend,
And I think we can make it. One more time, if we try.
One more time for all of the old old old times.
