late at night at half past two

you turn up the song that's on the air again

as loud as you can

it's an awfull tune they play

but somehow it makes you feel that way you did

for so many days



open up the window wide

then you sing that song into the night and wish

that someone gets your call

then you dance until your shirt

is wet and everyone's awake around

oh, it takes a lot

and then you sing:



"be gentle to me when i fly

be gentle to me when i cry

be gentle now and then

hoped you'd never let me slip away

but you did it yesterday "



late at night at half past four

you're still wondering what you're waiting for this time

it won't be the same

try to sing yourself asleep

you can find no rest under your clumsy sheet

oh, it takes a lot