Text: The Police. Round Midnight.

It begins to tell
'Round midnight, 'round midnight;
I do pretty well
'Til after sundown;
Supper time, I'm feelin' sad
But it really gets bad
'Round midnight

Mem'ries always start
'Round midnight, 'round midnight;
Haven't got the heart
To stand those memories
When my heart is still with you
And old midnight
Knows it too.

When some quarrel we've had needs mending
Does that mean that our love is ending?
Darling, I need you;
Lately I find
You're out of my arms
And I'm out of my mind.

Let our hearts take wing
'Round midnight, 'round midnight;
Let the angels sing
For your returning;
Let our love be safe and sound
'Til old midnight
Comes around