Isn't It Midnight - Fleetwood Mac

So cool, calm and collected

You had a style, a rakish style

Well, my poor heart never connected

You’d stay so long on my mind

Well, isn’t it midnight on the other side of the world?

Do you remember

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

Looking back, so long ago

You had a knack, a knack of making women know

Ooh, there wasn’t the time

And I knew you’d never be mine

Well, isn’t it midnight on the other side of the world?

Do you remember

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl?

Isn’t it midnight on the other side of the world?

Do you remember

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl?

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl

The face of a pretty girl