half past twelve
and i‘m watching the late show in my flat all alone
how i hate to spend the evening on my own
autumn winds
blowing outside my window as i look around the room
and it makes me so depressed to see the gloom
there‘s not a soul out there
no one to hear my prayer
gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
won‘t somebody help me chase the shadows away
gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
take me through the darkness to the break of the da
