I woke up this morning with a feeling of just feeling so fine And it couldn't be a Mr. Aymar calling But I don't appreciate your too many nights, too many nights late I wanna be the one and only, the only one who makes you come To the Garden of Eden where we belong But I don't appreciate your too many nights, too many nights late Don't put me on standby Sentimental loneliness, suffocating happiness Sets me on standby I shouldn't be a part of this, I shouldn't be a part of this What's the big deal of living lonely? Help me find the meaning of this Better find an explanation Cause I don't appreciate your too many nights, too many nights late Now, do I have the key in my door? Do I sense the feeling of you? Do I hear you say you're sorry? But I don't appreciate your too many nights, too many nights late So don't put me on standby Sentimental loneliness, suffocating happiness Sets me on standby I shouldn't be a part of this, I shouldn't be a part of this Too many nights, too many nights, too many nights, too many nights, too many nights I woke up this morning with a feeling of just feeling so fine I don't need an explanation But I don't appreciate your too many nights, too many nights late But I guess it's okay, even though your too many nights, too many nights late It's okay, your too many nights, too many nights late *