in the middle of the night
when i want you
there is reason that my courtains are drawn
and i know i know i know
is not good for me
In the middle of the night when i see it
and morning is raising up above my hea
i know i know its not there for me
I dont know what i want sometimes
But atleast when you were in bed
here with me
i had a better reason
to get up every morning
I dont what you need from me
But in the end i
i dont know what it could be
heavy as t hits me
I'll never have you with me
again
I'll find something worth it but just when
And at the end what do I got left
got left
what do i got left
