sábado, janeiro 13, 2007

clown

If you don't mind
Could we not fight?
I see you're close woman
In the night
I'm sober
Still alive

Waste your days
On your own
Getting drunk
getting stoned
I'm sober
Still alone

See your face
See your eyes
Shouldn't have left
Shouldn't have lied
I'm sober
Spirit's died

Must I always take a back seat?
Must I always be your clown?
Did you ever really love me?
Were you always coming down?

Coming Down, Starsailor