Waking up in a stranger's bed
I can't read this face
I'm staring at the ceiling
Knowing this was
Just another night
Just another night
A blessing or a curse
This dream of what we were
For just another night
This briefest love affair
Is what we came to share
I want no more from you
I doubt you really cared
One night of passion
And dressing whilst he's sleeping
The stranger in his bed
I close the door behind me
'Cos we both know this was
Just another night
Just another night
A blessing or curse
This dream of what we were
For just another night
Just another night
Just another night
A blessing or curse
This dream of what we were
For just another night
The smudged mascara
The broken heel
A cliché has been born
Rag of bone and a hank of hair
Can't help myself for
Just another night
Just another night
Just another night
Just another night
A blessing or curse
This dream of what we were
For just another night
Just another night