Из альбома: All The Stars And Boulevards
I swear i never watched you sleeping,
well honey, I'm an honest man,
i guess it always gets me drinking, she makes me sad...
sweet, sweet and cold, clean up the mess and sleep the day away,
when you call, i might be here, i might be gone...
but here at the sound of the bells you cry, you've lost your mind,
but dear, don't be sad, it's just a dream you dreamt you had....
but i ain't seen you look so good...
so honey,
i guess it always get me drinking, well holly, she makes me sad...
forgive me if i look so lonely, it no that bad...
sometimes it's just the sound of the t.v., that gets me always wondering why,
that gets me always wondering why,
sometimes it's just a conversation, that makes me cry...
hey, well i know, california might be warm this time of year,
i should go, turn the engine and the radio...
it's cold, always cold, this hotel room won't let me sleep,
time it's alright, i guess i'll just stay up all night...