Mas Ruido

Could this be the answer, Darling? 8 nights a week its just we two. I don't need some Christmas morning I just want to dream of you. I take back all my expectations I'll be a loser in my bed Once I could have worn a red carnation But every night you're in my head Could I see you in the morning You told me "sorry you're on your own" I swear you feel so real right now and your sweater's falling Around your ankles and I have to go I take back all my expectations I'll be a loser in my bed Once I could have worn a red carnation But every night you're in my head Every night you're in my head Every night you're in my head