Give Me Back The Nights

Give me back the nights Give me back the agony of my solitude The nights I've spent alone The million endless Solitary nights of my life Give me back all the people I desired that never came Give me back your love, the love which was never really given And even the lessons that you gave there was the taking For you surprise and loving someone more helpless than yourself Give me back the nights Give me back the agony of the years of lonely living Give me back the thousand rejections of my love Give me back the love which I deserved Give me back the time, the lost time, and energy, and beauty of my youth Wasted in the wind and spilled out in imitation When nothing was coming And the waiting, the waiting Give me back the nights When we should have lain together Building a great temple of our love Give me back the nights The nights The nights The nights The nights The nights The lone, cruel, endless, dead Nights