It's late and I'm so far from home
It's late and I don't want to be alone
It's late
And your eyes are black - your eyes are black as coal
I want to take you back - take you back to my hotel
I could be true tonight
To someone like you tonight
It's late - in this lonely hotel room
It's late and there's nobody but you
On my mind
With your lips so red - lips as red as hellfire
Stop me dead, bring me down to my knees
And I could be blue tonight
For someone like you tonight
Someone like you
I went looking for the devil's daughter
Found you sitting in this old saloon
Just exactly where the hotel porter told me
If you're looking for trouble, tonight
I know where the trouble's going to be tonight
Cross my palm with silver
I could be true tonight
To someone like you tonight
I could be blue tonight
For someone like you
It's late and I'm so far from home
It's late and I don't want to be alone
It's late
As I close my eyes, you won't let me be
I can't sleep so tonight
What am I supposed to do?
I could be true tonight
To someone like you tonight
I could be blue tonight
For someone like you
It’s Late was written by Lloyd Cole.
It’s Late was produced by Lloyd Cole.