round midnight

When the music starts,
'round midnight, 'round midnight,
You'll find lonely hearts
Are all around you.
Ordinary folks gone blue,
Like what midnight does to you.

When the band begins,
'round midnight, 'round midnight,
Whiskey blues set in
And start to haunt you.
Hearts are sure to break and fall
When ole midnight comes to call.

For the music is part of a sorrow,
Dreams held off 'til the days of tomorrow.
But then you realize, realized your chance
Has left you behind
Without a second glance.

Still you make your way,
To midnight, midnight,
Hoping that one day,
Your dreams will find you.
But still you're lost and far from home...
And the music keeps you alone.