Julie London - Around Midnight (1997) by Julie London (보컬) on maniadb.com

It begins to tell,
'round midnight, midnight.
I do pretty well, till after sundown,
Suppertime I'm feelin' sad;
But it really gets bad,
'round midnight.

Memories always start 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,
When my heart is still with you,
And ol' midnight knows it, too.
When a quarrel we had needs mending,
Does it mean that our love is ending.
Darlin' I need you, lately I find
You're out of my heart,
And I'm out of my mind.

Let our hearts take wings'
'round midnight, midnight
Let the angels sing,
for your returning.
Till our love is safe and sound.
And old midnight comes around.
Feelin' sad,
really gets bad
Round, Round, Round Midnight

Look at me,
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
and I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud
I can't undestand
I get misty just holding your hand
Walk my way and a thousand violins begin to play
or it might be the sound of your hello
that music I hear,
I get misty the moment you're near
You can say that you're leading me on
But it's just what I want you to do
Don't you realize how hopeless I'm lost
That's why I'm following you
On my own, would I wander through
This wonderland alone
Never knowing My right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I get misty and too much in love

On my own, would I wander through
This wonderland alone
Never knowing My right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I'm too misty and too much in love

I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor
And watch the door
And in between I drink
Black coffee
Love's a hand-me-down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room

I'm talking to the shadows
Of one o'clock before
And Lord how slow the months ago
When all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on the move
My Sunday dreams to dry

Now a man is born to go lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

I'm leavin' on the mornin'
Mournin' all the night
And in between, it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This waitin' for my baby
To maybe come around
To maybe come around
Pour me black coffee
And I'll come around