It's Late - Lloyd Cole

It’s late and I’m so far from home

It’s late and I don’t want to be alone

It’s late

And your eyes are black — your eyes are black as coal

I want to take you back — take you back to my hotel

I could be true tonight

To someone like you tonight

It’s late — in this lonely hotel room

It’s late and there’s nobody but you

On my mind

With your lips so red — lips as red as hellfire

Stop me dead, bring me down to my knees

And I could be blue tonight

For someone like you tonight

Someone like you

I went looking for the devil’s daughter

Found you sitting in this old saloon

Just exactly where the hotel porter told me

If you’re looking for trouble, tonight

I know where the trouble’s going to be tonight

Cross my palm with silver

I could be true tonight

To someone like you tonight

I could be blue tonight

For someone like you

It’s late and I’m so far from home

It’s late and I don’t want to be alone

It’s late

As I close my eyes, you won’t let me be

I can’t sleep so tonight

What am I supposed to do?

I could be true tonight

To someone like you tonight

I could be blue tonight

For someone like you