That Is My Life, That Is Yours

I don't know where you are tonight, lost love
I search the day and through the night, at the bar
I asked the florist for a light, outside a club
He told me, "maybe you're inside, but no luck."
I took the bus to Bishopsgate, and opened up
The night was warm

And it's late, and it's warm
It's late, it's warm
And it's late, and it's warm

I don't know where you are
I don't know where you are
I don't know where you are
Don't know where you are tonight
I don't know where you are tonight
I don't know where you are tonight
I don't know where you are tonight
I don't know where you are tonight