It's Midnight

Maybe it's too late
Sometimes I even hate myself for loving you
Trying to be strong then nighttime comes along
And I start loving you
Wanting you
Where is all my self control
I'm burning way down in my soul
And needing you
And wishing I could be the man, I try to
Hating me for wanting you to be with you
Knowing you don't love me like you used to
But it's midnight
Oh, and I miss you
It's getting late
And I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter
In the day light
I ought to go to bed
To try and straighten out my head
And just forget you
Oh but it's midnight, yes
And I miss you
It's getting late
And I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter
In the day light
I ought to go to bed
To try and straighten out my head
And just forget you
Oh but it's midnight, yes
And I miss you
It's midnight
And I miss you