Walking down the riverside I thought I saw her hair waving like a glory hype, swirling through the air. Oh midnight blues I feel your pain deep inside my naked heart I touch your strings, they’re torn apart I’ve seen my life. It’s vain. Just my imagination I wondered for myself I can’t believe my eyes ,oh no no matter the surprise. Oh midnight blues I love your sound I feel it’s claws, a crawling hound. It’s target seems, so plain in style my story short her soul is vile. It’s always her, her hair, her eyes, it’s always her, my pain , her lies.