Текст: Pulp. Masters Of The Universe. Blue Glow.

So late looking up at your window
As it bathes me in your blue midnight glow
I wonder why you're not sleeping
And I wonder if you could know

Tonight, make it tonight
Tonight, make it tonight

Crouched down by a bush at the roadside
I watch as you pass me by
Lost down by the side of the river
And no light comes from the empty sky

Tonight, make it tonight
Tonight, make it tonight

I left home at midnight, made for the horizon
No sense of direction, I walked on for miles
Oh, I hope that I find you

I hide from the headlamps, no lights in the window
The whole town is sleeping and somewhere you lie
Oh, I wish I could find you

Oh, I'm lost by the river, my clothes are in tatters
My face scarred by branches, I'm shivering with cold
No, I don't think I'll find you

Tonight, make it tonight
Tonight, make it tonight

Won't you make it tonight?
Oh, say you'll meet me tonight
Won't you make it tonight?
Say you'll meet me tonight