Lyrics Before the Night Falls - The Crookes

Before the Night Falls

I’m out of luck, time went slow
Ooh, the comfort I was never sold
I’m on the slight, that’s how it goes
Ooh fortune I was never sold
And nigh is still young but the story is old
Ooh true love I was never sold
Ooh comfort, ooh fortune, ooh truelove I was never sold
We’re out of time love
Don’t you know we’ve nothing left once
Blood runs could
But we’ll live on though the stories told
The night is on its knees but I can’t go home
We’ll live on though the stories told
The night it’s on its knees but I can’t go home