Light sleepers in the early morning café Six o'clock at the break of the day Light sleepers, what did you find in the life you left behind? Did you lose yourself on the way Lonely drifters in their own world What's on your mind, a guy or a girl? The life you have, the life you'd like? A Harley Davidson motorbike? Light sleepers in the early morning café Watching the sun come up over L.A Light sleepers lost in their thoughts Some still in a dream of sorts Americano, bitter black Helps the day to start on track Lonely drifters whose ship has sailed Business problems, marriage failed Maybe growing old has caused The need for space and silent thought
Sun comes up behind the trees Looks like a seventies album sleeve Aviator glasses hide The lack of sleep in my red eyes And though their look may seem forlorn Like me they want to hear the birds of dawn Light sleepers, I'm with you No time to sleep, too much to do Life slips away with time I want to make the most of mine So I'm one of the light sleepers too I'm one of the light sleepers too I'm one of the light sleepers tooTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
