Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W. C. Handy Won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a girl can be

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again And I know why we had to say goodbye Like the back of my hand And I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man If you were a better man But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that

I'm a boy and I'm a man I gotta get away Lines form on my face and hands Lines form from the ups and downs I'm in the middle without any plans I'm eighteen

But in the middle of it all You always break my fall In the middle of it all I don't mind confiding That I make stupid mistakes Been misled and misguided And I'm easily led astray But you can dance with disaster

I'm just caught in the middle waiting for you every night I wish you would change your mind I really want you to know Time is like a bubble anytime it's gonna blow And it's over before you know Before you know Try to never leave me alone And now you’re

I don't belong here Well it's a cold world And I'm in the middle Caught in the in-between So I'm writing to you It's wrong here Where I'm sending you some Letters from earth, yeah Well it's a new world

Said you'd follow me anywhere But your eyes Tell me you won't be there I got to learn how to love without you I got to carry my cross without you Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to Figure it out without you And I'm done sitting home without you

I'm sitting on top of the world Well it's been a long day but i don't like to moan It's the middle of summer and i'm chilled to the bone There's holes in my shoes where the rain comes in Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks I was talking to a

I know I'm gettin' hooked on your love Talkin' to myself, runnin' in the heat Beggin' for your touch in the middle Of the street and I -- I can't stop thinking 'bout you girl I must be living in a fantasy world I've searched the whole world over To find