Paroles
Another day on the sunset strip in 1989
Cool kids acting hip
With summer on our minds
So dark and so confused
Like our rubrics cubes
So hard to get a grip
That she was mine to lose
Was mine to lose
Loneliness is calling
The lonely winds are howling outside
Loneliness is calling
Out at night
Loneliness is calling
The lonely winds are howling outside
Loneliness is calling
Out at night
A night drive on the sunset strip in 1989
Cool kids on a road trip
When all we had was time
So dark and so confused
Like our rubrics cubes
So hard to get a grip
Of choices we would choose
Or We would lose
Loneliness is calling
The lonely winds are howling outside
Loneliness is calling
Out at night
Loneliness is calling
The lonely winds are howling outside
Loneliness is calling
Out at night
Mm Late at night
Late at night
Mm Late at night
Late at night
Another day on the sunset strip in 1989
Cool kids acting hip
With summer on our minds
So dark and so confused
Like our rubrics cubes
So hard to get a grip
That she was mine to lose
Loneliness is calling
The lonely winds are howling outside
Loneliness is calling
Out at night
Loneliness is calling
The lonely winds are howling outside
Loneliness is calling
Out at night
Mm Late at night
Late at night
Mm Late at night
Late at night
Late at night
Late at night
Late at night
Late at night
Written by: Jordy Leenaerts, Mark Christopher Sevier
