Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning The candles have burned to their end Found the pictures we've taken And now I'm awaking And sleeped my invisible friend So I'm staring to the hands of my wall-clock Seems like both of us just hanging round Got no one to want me and nothing to hold My body needs what he don't have
Without him I really don't mind A little bit lonely He'll make up in time As long as he loves me He'll answer his crime The door stays wide open I know that he's mine
The tracks of my tears keep on freezing I'm melting the cold in the halls Feel like I'm drowning There's no-one around And now I'm just climbing the walls Perhaps if I played the seductress A passionate woman or gall He'd be there in a minute The heat won't diminish I'd wear nothing more than a smile
Without him I really don't mind A little bit lonely He'll make up in time As long as he loves me He'll answer his crime The door stays wide open I know that he's mine
Charlie keeps singing that chanson Your words always makes so much sense And though they're in French, I've got no defense I know that I'm reaching the end The rumors keep flying around me It's you I refuse to believe He's right from the corner He knows that I'm home now And nobody calls me naive
Without him I really don't mind A little bit lonely He'll make up in time As long as he loves me He'll answer his crime The door stays wide open I know that he's mine