Midnight

Midnight, I don't want to live my My life working for them 9 to 5 Everyday without you seems so dry, and I noticed Although, I do care that you're hollow Lately darling I strangely desire To hold you in my very own arms, till I wake up? Midnight, am I good, tell me sweetheart? Cause they all look like digital wives I forgot to be gentle and nice, would you notice? Shall I call you later at midnight? Or it would be a sign of weakness But I feel I must surely confess