Midnight Ramble
Okay, I've got a midnight ramble
All night you find me walking through the brambles
All morning, see me looking for my Spanish boots
Made of Spanish leather
Okay, I've got a midnight ramble
All night you find me walking through the brambles
Blue morning's gonna take me back part of the truth
Forget where I left it
I make believe we're on the same train, maybe
Thought of the time when the conductor drove us crazy
Not being lazy but I don't know what I'm going to do
Thought of when I loved you
Now I'm looking at your face out in the water
When it gets hotter maybe thought I could've caught up
I'd have a daughter, and a lot I should've thought of
But as it stands it's morning rain without a dollar
Passing through, you're on my mind again
'Cause even you are beautiful too
Okay, I've got a midnight ramble
All night you find me walking through the brambles
Blue morning's gonna take me back part of the truth
Waiting at the station
3:10 to Coimbra and I'm packing on the platform
Goodbye to nothing, and I'm on the sleeping car that's warm
They take my ticket, but I bought it back in '92
When I was a baby
All night you find me walking through the brambles
All morning, see me looking for my Spanish boots
Made of Spanish leather
Okay, I've got a midnight ramble
All night you find me walking through the brambles
Blue morning's gonna take me back part of the truth
Forget where I left it
I make believe we're on the same train, maybe
Thought of the time when the conductor drove us crazy
Not being lazy but I don't know what I'm going to do
Thought of when I loved you
Now I'm looking at your face out in the water
When it gets hotter maybe thought I could've caught up
I'd have a daughter, and a lot I should've thought of
But as it stands it's morning rain without a dollar
Passing through, you're on my mind again
'Cause even you are beautiful too
Okay, I've got a midnight ramble
All night you find me walking through the brambles
Blue morning's gonna take me back part of the truth
Waiting at the station
3:10 to Coimbra and I'm packing on the platform
Goodbye to nothing, and I'm on the sleeping car that's warm
They take my ticket, but I bought it back in '92
When I was a baby
Credits
Writer(s): Raf Finn
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