Some Nights

Some Nights - The Jet Age

Some nights I still think of you

And all the things that we used to do

I lie awake

As if you could be summoned

I know the things I want are wrong

But honey I've been waiting so long

Maybe I should call;

I need to talk to someone

Come on over

I haven't told her

It's getting colder

And we're getting older

You're shy but I remember

How I kept you warm in December;

All these years

You must be cold

Secret secret just me and you;

No one gets hurt in your hotel room

Just one more night

And then we'll know

Come on over

I haven't told her

It's getting colder

And we're getting older

Come on over

I haven't told her

It's getting colder

And we're getting older

Some nights I still think of you

And all the things that we used to do

I lie awake

As if you could be summoned