Midnight Man - Vintage 12 Lyrics

12 o clock,
You climb your stairs
You turn the key,
But no one is there
No one's there
It's cold in bed
And there's the phone
It's on the wall
And there's a note
But no one called

No one called
Ain't that small

But i can help you
I can understand
I can help you
To your promised land
I'm your helping hand
Your midnight man

You try to sleep
But sleep won't come
You lie awake
And toss and turn
Toss and turn
And burn burn burn

You read a book
And try some food
You have a smoke
It ain't no good
It ain't no good
You remember

But i can help you
I can understand
I can help you
To your promised land
I am your helping hand
Your midnight man

No need to be here
Out in your own
You've got my number
You've got your phone
Any time any day
And i'll be on my way

I'm at your window
I'm at your door
I'm on the ceiling
I'm on the floor
I'm coming
I'm coming
I'm coming
Here i come