آهنگ: The Clientele. Missing.
on a night like this
you can't brush away
all the faces in the street
I've got so much longing in my heart
I can't even sleep
darling
there's a thick fog up ahead
the first time that I saw you
I couldn't say a thing
I walked in now, I walked in now
I walked in this room
I walked in with nothing
'cos spending time & money doesn't mean a thing
when the moon comes smiling through the trees
when the night has come like music to surround you
but you're missing
I picked her up at half past four
& felt the evening coming in her tired eyes
& everyone was leaving & the moment soon passed away
darling
there's a thick fog up ahead
the first time that I saw you
I couldn't say a thing
I walked in now, I walked in now
I walked in this room
I walked in with nothing
'cos spending time & money doesn't mean a thing
when the moon comes smiling through the trees
when the night has come like music to surround you
but you're missing
you can't brush away
all the faces in the street
I've got so much longing in my heart
I can't even sleep
darling
there's a thick fog up ahead
the first time that I saw you
I couldn't say a thing
I walked in now, I walked in now
I walked in this room
I walked in with nothing
'cos spending time & money doesn't mean a thing
when the moon comes smiling through the trees
when the night has come like music to surround you
but you're missing
I picked her up at half past four
& felt the evening coming in her tired eyes
& everyone was leaving & the moment soon passed away
darling
there's a thick fog up ahead
the first time that I saw you
I couldn't say a thing
I walked in now, I walked in now
I walked in this room
I walked in with nothing
'cos spending time & money doesn't mean a thing
when the moon comes smiling through the trees
when the night has come like music to surround you
but you're missing
Clientele (The)
Clientele (The)