Confused
Ever since I spied you
In the rooms of my mind
Now I can't deny you
Bleeding and bruised
Like a vagabond in rags
I've walked the streets to your door
To find just what's in store
I see you
You and many others
In your clean well-lighted place
Where I would find disgrace
But I do
Know I'd find contentment
Just to be your furniture
I need nothing moreIn the thick of the night
Take me out of the cold
Let me sing inside
Like a radioIn the thick of the night
Before we grow too old
Let me sing inside
Like a radioShivering and cold
This night's conducive
To a flight into my soul
But I stand here
Though my heart grows bold
Once on the inside
I can quietly persist
And hold my tearsIn the thick of the night
Take me out of the cold
Let me sing inside
Like a radioIn the thick of the night
Before we grow too old
Let me sing inside
Like a radio
Like a radio
Like a radioAnd so still I wait
Though I grow much weaker
No, no, no, I will not faint
I'll stay true
Believe me when I say
I'd climb to heaven,
Crawl beneath the lowest hell
To stay near youIn the thick of the night
Take me out of the cold
Let me sing inside
Like a radioIn the thick of the night
Before we grow too old
Let me sing inside
Like a radio
Like a radio
Like a radio
Like a radio
Like a radio
Songwriters
SMITH, JAMES / LESLIE, RYANPublished by
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