If I could sell records as well As I sleep I wouldn't dwell on her almost constantly Well I could sell records as well I wouldn't be here with you I wouldn't be here with you now
Well the past eleven years I stayed in bed If not there, then therein The only Volvo with anticrack
Well the past ten times, it don't last It never does or it never did Sometimes I'd give my whole life to be dead
The city sleeps another week Fog rolls in we disappear No one cares
Well the second verse is a constant curse Not unlike the first in many ways And I just can't decide which is worse
These days on a different mood Which is more romantic A streetlamp or a moonlit front step
The city sleeps another week Fog rolls in we disappear No one cares
The song ends and I'm right back where I began Always again another no more woe is me Still a little tired and a little bit lonely
The city sleeps another week Fog rolls in we disappear No one caresTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
