Isn't It Midnight

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 mindWell, 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 girlLooking 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 mineWell, 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 girlIsn'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 girlThe 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