It’s Midnight (takes 1–4, 8) Songtext
von Elvis Presley

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