Lyrics Alannah Myles

Alannah Myles

Everything Missing

Two lips pout

Too cold for kissing

Smoke pouring out

Fireplace is hissing

The perfect night

The ideal bride

Everything tried

Everything missing

We sat on the bed

It was dark

Everything he said was dead on the mark

Everything was missing

I went down

For my midnight session

To find someone

To cure my obsession

He said, come on

Let me read your palm

Nights get long

In my profession

We sat on the bed

It was totally dark

And everything he said was dead on the mark

With everything missing

No complaints

Long black train

To ride you blind

To the end of the line

And there I might find

Everything...