Isn't It Midnight

So cool, calm and collected You had a style, a rakish style Well, my poor heart never connected You'd stay so long on my mind Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world? Do you remember the face of a pretty girl? (The face of a pretty girl) The face of a pretty girl (The face of a pretty girl) Looking back so long ago You had a knack, a knack of making women know Ooh, there wasn't the time And I knew he'd never be mine Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world? Do you remember the face of a pretty girl? (The face of a pretty girl) The face of a pretty girl (The face of a pretty girl) The face of a pretty girl Isn't it midnight on the other side of the world? Do you remember the face of a pretty girl? (The face of a pretty girl) The face of a pretty girl (The face of a pretty girl) The face of a pretty girl (The face of a pretty girl) The face of a pretty girl (The face of a pretty girl) (The face of a pretty girl) (The face of a pretty girl) (The face of a pretty girl) (The face of a pretty girl) (The face of a pretty girl) (The face of a pretty girl)