Isn`t It Midnight — текст песни (Fleetwood Mac)

Written by Christine McVie.


So cool, calm and collected
You had a style, a rakish style
Well my poor heart never connected
You`d stay so long on my mind.

Well, isn`t it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember t
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl

Looking back so long ago
You had a knack, a knack of making women know
Ooh there wasn`t the time
And I knew you`d nver be mine

Well, isn`t it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl

Isn`t it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl