Nights

Rainy afternoons
I am not equipped for that type of gloom
Stayed up too late again
So I don’t trust anything I think today

And the nights, and the nights are for thinking
In the days I’ll be drifting
Are you mine or am I wishful thinking?
Oh I’ve been waiting for an (oooh)

I was an acrobat
Swimming through so many places that had nothing to offer
Of all the things I could have said
I chose to declare that I was losing my head

Now give me that (oooh)
Now give me that (oooh)

And the nights, and the nights are for thinking
In the days I’ll be drifting
Are you mine or am I wishful thinking?
Oh I’ve been waiting for an (oooh)
Forever waiting for an (oooh)

We call the shots
I’m lost again in the night
This one’s on us
I’m leaving in the dark

And the nights, and the nights are for thinking
In the days I’ll be drifting
Are you mine or am I wishful thinking?
Oh I’ve been waiting for an (oooh)
Forever waiting for an (oooh)