Midnight - Swingrowers

Warmed by your light one more time

Just a jump and come to you

The rich have money

The bees make honey

Love is never pure

Please, can you be mine one more time?

Not once in a blue moon

The rich have money

The bees make honey

Love is uncertain so…

Is how the wolf sings howls at midnight

He’s trying to call out her name

But his love is still too far away

Is how the wolf sings at the stroke of midnight

He will be waiting till doomsday

But his love is still too far away

Babe, I dreamed tonight you were my wife

Sandy, windy, honeymoon

The rich have money

The bees make honey

Love is never pure

Wondering together 'round the starry sky

Like gypsies do

The rich have money

The bees make honey

Love is uncertain so…

Is how the wolf sings howls at midnight

He’s trying to call out her name

But his love is still too far away

Is how the wolf sings at the stroke of midnight

He will be waiting till doomsday

But his love is still too far away

Is how the wolf sings howls at midnight

He’s trying to call out her name

But his love is still too far away

Is how the wolf sings at the stroke of midnight

He will be waiting till doomsday

But his love is still too far away