In the lonely dead of midnight. In the dimness of the twilight. By the streetlight by the lamplight. I'll be around. In the sunlight in the daylight. And I'm workin' on the insight. And I'm tryin' to keep my game uptight. I'll be around. And your memory I heard this lonely lonely music once. And your memory has been haunting me ever since. When I'm tryin' tryin' to come down. In my world my room keeps spinning round. And I'm tryin' to get my feet back on the ground. You come around. In my memory I heard the lonely lonely music once. In my memory its been haunting me ever since. In the lonely dead of midnight. In the dimness of the twilight. If you meet me by the lamplight. I'll be around. And I'm tryin' for the come down. And my room keeps spinning round and round. And I'm tryin' to get my feet right back on the ground. You come around.