Lyric Don t Come Aroung Tonite
Don t Come Around Tonight
I bring a paper
To the cafe on the corner
I catch a movie in the afternoon
I spend an hour
Doing nothing that important
But nothing s what I m in the mood to do
This peaceful image
Of a seen almost forgotten
Just touched the surface
Of my conscious mind
Of things I used to do
Before I knew you
Chorus:
So don t come around here tonite
But that doesn t mean forever
I trust you to spare us a fight
And humour my endeavour
There was something about you to me
How easier love used to be
Well I just need to know
That I m all right
If you don t come around tonite
And so I wander
Through the workings of the city
Where every stranger has discovered me
With my desire, my isolation
Somehow I have to make the two agree
And then you vanish
All my thoughts and independance
When you put your hands on me
And I feel these things you do
That I ve grown used to
(chorus)
You say I m the one
You ve been searching for
But for myself I would rather be more
Then someone who only aspires
To forfeit your every desire
And nights I ve been mad, you are few
Now, all I am asking of you, is
(chorus) (repeat)
I bring a paper
To the cafe on the corner
I catch a movie in the afternoon
I spend an hour
Doing nothing that important
But nothing s what I m in the mood to do
This peaceful image
Of a seen almost forgotten
Just touched the surface
Of my conscious mind
Of things I used to do
Before I knew you
Chorus:
So don t come around here tonite
But that doesn t mean forever
I trust you to spare us a fight
And humour my endeavour
There was something about you to me
How easier love used to be
Well I just need to know
That I m all right
If you don t come around tonite
And so I wander
Through the workings of the city
Where every stranger has discovered me
With my desire, my isolation
Somehow I have to make the two agree
And then you vanish
All my thoughts and independance
When you put your hands on me
And I feel these things you do
That I ve grown used to
(chorus)
You say I m the one
You ve been searching for
But for myself I would rather be more
Then someone who only aspires
To forfeit your every desire
And nights I ve been mad, you are few
Now, all I am asking of you, is
(chorus) (repeat)