Fleetwood Mac - 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 you'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)

Written by:
Christine Mcvie, Eddy Quintela Mendonca

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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