After Hours (1987)

After Hours

Day time surrenders
And the shadows fall
Your cigarette lingers
You spent the night alone
With no one at all

Another mellow mood
And the silence calls
Another fleeting glance
Another call long distance
To no one at all
No one at all

Day time surrenders
And the shadows call
Your cigarette lingers
You spend the night alone
With no one at all

After hours, after hours