Half past twelve,
and I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone,
how I hate to spend the evening on my own.
blowing outside the window as I look around the room,
and it makes me so depressed to see the phone.
F d - a - E
There's not a soul out there, no one to hear my pr- a- y- er.
a F G a
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight,
F a G a
won't somebody help me chase these shadows away!
F G a
Gimme gimme gimme a man
F a G a
take me through the darkness to the break of the day !
a D d
1. Movie stars, find the end of the rainbow, with that fortune to win,
it's so different from the world I'm living in.
Tired of T.V., I open the window and I gaze into the night,
but there's nothing there to see, no one in sight.
F d - a -E
There's not a soul out there, no one to hear my pr- a- ye- r.
+ REFRAIN + REFRAIN
(Orig. Capo 5) (ABBA)