Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive When the smoke is going down
[I call your number the line ain't free..I like to tell you come to me..A night without you seems like a lost dream..Love I can't tell you how I feel..Always somewhere..Miss you where I've been..I'll be back to love you again]
