Текст Paul Kelly – Thoughts In The Middle Of The Night

All is dark but for the greenish glow
Of the bedside clock radio
It’s 3 AM and here they come again
Just like they’ve done before

And soon there’s a gathering
A crooning restless choir
Of thoughts in the middle of the night

You toss and turn, 3:45
When little things magnify
Lists uncrossed, chances lost
A conversation gone awry

Now, they’re lining up all these old mistakes
You’re looking back at the sad parade
Warnings you chose not to hear
Calling now loud and clear
But too late in the middle of the night

5 AM, you haven’t solved a thing
You’re right back where you started from
They just won’t go away
They have come to play
These thoughts until the break of day

Until the break of day