Baby the clock on the wall is lying... its not really that late

Baby the clock on the wall is lying...
its not really that late
its too cold outside to be walking around the streets of this town
and whereever you think you have to be can wait

why dont you stay with me
share all your secrets tonight
we can make believe
the morning sun never will rise
wont you lay your head on this big brass bed
and we'll be alright as long as you stay with me*