Night Blooming Jasmine

It's a quarter past midnight

On the street where you're roaming

With the scent of your cigarette

The scent of a love so cold

There's an empty bar

And I'm twisting all throught the night

But every time we touch

All that's left is

Night blooming jasmine

And the songs that are leading me home

All that's left is night blooming jasmine

And the scent of your cigarette

It's a quarter past midnight

On the street where I go

With a shape of your silhouette

Cuz you never left my mind

In that empty bar

We were pacing all through the night

Still everytime we touch

All taht's left is night blooming jasmine

And the song that are leading me home

All that's left is night blooming jasmine

And the shape of your silhouette