Isnt 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

Youd stay so long on my mind.



Well, isnt 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 wasnt the time

And I knew youd nver be mine



Well, isnt 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



Isnt 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