I woke up
In the middle of the night.
I don't know why.
I don't know why.
I don't know why.
The night was crying, wind soft
The moon shone bright,
My window was
A shadow on the wall
I woke up
Out of the blue
Out of the blue
Out of the blue
And suddenly,
I thought again of you.
Why have you gone?
What do you do?
Where are you now?
Do you think of me, too?
Do you still like to kill little flies?
Do you still bite your fingernails?
What about your high-pitched laughter?
Do you still tell your boyfriends all those fairy tales?
I hate the way I always think of you.
I hate the way I always think of you.
All those questions
In the middle of the night.
Out of the blue.
And into my mind.
Out of the blue.
And into my mind.
Out of the blue.
And into my mind.
Out of the blue.
And into my mind.
Out of the blue.
And into my mind.
So once again, I heard a thing of you
So once again, I heard a thing of you.
I heard a thing of you.
Once again, I heard a thing of you
Of you.
When will we be so tamed
When you rang me with me
I don't care about you
Uh, why you're so blue?
You just hang around
So inspite for things mean
Be its heart on me.
Let me be a try.
