Robert Palmer

David Ian Ainsworth-Danny Wilde

In the coldest night, can you feel it
Burning bright or do you want to?
I'm the same as you, not quite sure
Just what to do or what to feel like.
But everytime I hear your name
I wring my hands and mumble.
I guess I'll try and write a letter,
Say goodbye and just forget her,
A- but you know I can't forget her 'cos

Maybe it's you, maybe it's me,
Maybe it's you who's always right
Maybe it's me who's doing time.

Well you should know
There's a place inside my heart
That's always empty.
Oh and I'm not blind though wish I were
Sometimes to ease the anger.

But everytime I hear your name
I wring my hands and mumble
You know the woman drive me crazy
When she makes it seem so easy,
But you know I can't give in
Because

Maybe it's you, maybe it's me,
Maybe it's you who's always right
Maybe it's me who's doing time.
(repeat)