Meet me in the middle of the day,
let me hear you say that things okay.
Bring me southern kisses from your room.
Meet me in the middle of the night,
let me hear you say that things alright.
Let me smell the moon in your perfume.
Oh,
gods and ears will rise and fall and there's always something more.
Lost in talk,
I waste my time and it's all been said before.
While further down behind me masquerade,
the tears are there.
I don't ask for all that much,
I just want someone to care.
Meet me in the middle of the day,
let me hear you say that things okay.
Come on out beneath the shining sun.
Meet me in the middle of the night,
let me hear you say that things alright.
Sneak on out beneath the stars and run.
Oh, come on.
I love you.
It's king for queen and we must go down now beyond the chandelier.
Where I won't have to speak my mind and they won't have to hear.
Shreds of the muse and afterthoughts and those complicated scenes.
We'll weather down behind the light and fade like a magazine.
Meet me in the middle of the day,
let me hear you say that things okay.
Bring me southern kisses from your room.
Meet me in the middle of the night,
let me hear you say that things alright.
Let me smell the moon in your perfume.
Meet me in the middle of the day,
let me hear you say that things okay.
Let me see you smiling back at me.
Meet me in the middle of the night,
let me hear you say that things alright.
Hold me tight and in love, and love is free.
Everyone will be.
Middle of the day.
Middle of the night.