Meet Me After Midnight

Meet me after midnight,

When the restaurants close,

When the taxi drivers

Know exactly where everyone goes.

Wear that old gray jacket,

The one I like the most,

And I’ll meet you by the corner Where the streetlights glow.

Leave your watch at home,

Let the evening run late,

We’ve got nowhere to be And no reason to wait.

Meet me after midnight,

When the city’s half asleep,

I’ll bring two cups of coffee

And a secret I can keep.

Meet me after midnight,

Don’t tell anyone where we’ve gone,

We’ll borrow a little evening And give it back at dawn.

You always say you’re sensible,

Then you call me at eleven,

With that “I had a thought” That usually

ruins your plans.

We’ll walk beneath the streetlights,

You’ll complain about your shoes,

I’ll laugh because you bought them Just to match your blue suit.

And if the band is playing,

We’ll stay for one more tune,

If they’re playing something slow,

I’ll blame the moon.

Meet me after midnight,

When the city’s half asleep,

I’ll bring two cups of coffee

And a secret I can keep.

Meet me after midnight,

Don’t tell anyone where we’ve gone,

We’ll borrow a little evening And give it back at dawn.

Maybe we’re behaving badly,

Maybe we’re just being young,

Maybe every good decision

Isn’t meant to be the one.

So take my hand,

Forget the hour, We’ve got one night

With far too much power.

Meet me after midnight,

I’ll be waiting by the door,

We don’t need to know tomorrow

When tonight can give us more.

Meet me after midnight,

And if morning comes too soon,

We’ll blame the empty coffee cups And disappear into the moon.

(Oh…

and don’t be late.)