I'll whisper in your ears tonight,
Asking why you held on so tight
You squeezed me to hard.
You kissed me to rough.
That is what sent me on my midnight bus.
The bus was
Dark.
Damp.
And cold.
It went down the dark tunle,
And to the bright light.
I wish I had someone to hold me tight....
I gave you your chane,
And now its to late.
I sware one night, I'll get you,
And lead you to the gates.
