A-Teens

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 the window as I look around
the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the
phone
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 these
shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of
the day
Movie stars
Find the end of the rainbow, with that fortune
to win
It's so different from the world I'm living in
Tired of T.V.
I open the window and I gaze into the night
But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer