|
It'll get you on the last bus home, |
|
Get you at the discount bin, |
|
It'll get you on the old dancefloor, |
|
Get you when the party ends, |
|
Oh 4am, is the time when you were mine, |
|
Frozen in deepest sleep, for only I to keep, |
|
Now there ain't a hiding place on earth, |
|
Where loneliness ain't been first, |
|
It'll get you hanging out your clothes, |
|
Get you when you wash your hair, |
|
It'll get you as you're making plans, |
|
Catch you trying to climb the stairs, |
|
Oh 4am, is the time when you were mine, |
|
Frozen in deepest sleep, watching the morning creep, |
|
Now there ain't a hiding place on earth, |
|
Where loneliness ain't been first, |
|
Hard times, hole in my heart, |
|
You stole the sun and left me alone again, |
|
Give me a guiding light, |
|
Stretch your sky and the hand on my shoulder, singing, |
|
Hard times, hole in my heart, |
|
You stole the sun and left me alone again, |
|
Give me a guiding light, |
|
Stretch your sky and the hand on my shoulder, |
|
Oh 4am is the time when you were mine, |
|
Frozen in deepest sleep, for only I to keep, |
|
Now there ain't a hiding place on earth, |
|
Where loneliness ain't been first, |
|
Oh, no |
|
There ain't a hiding place on earth, |
|
Where loneliness ain't been first, |
|
Been first, |
|
Been first |
