Franz Nicolay
Nightratsong
It's a clear day down on Second AvenueI'm staring at the wall and dreamingI don't have a viewNeither I nor him or you Has any clue of what to doI'm fidgety and nervousI can't help thinking of youMy throat is getting tightI'm waiting for someone to callIf I could afford the billI'd put my fist through this wallI got eight thousand recordsI'm gonna have to scrap them all'Cause right now not a word of themIs any use to me at allCash in your chips while you canThe pot is getting fullEven if I had something to addI'd never make it through the doorI'm too tired to turn out the lightNo strength to start a fightBut it's alrightI got a desperate streak inside meLetras de cancionesThat I gave up trying to hideAs it is I'm getting better at saying"Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm alright"And less and less I mind If you don't care that it's a lieWhat the hell, I'm still aliveWho'd notice if I died?Cash in your chips while you canThe pot is getting fullEven if I had something to addI'd never make it through the door'Cause I'm too tired to turn out the lightNo strength to start a fightBut it's alrightI spend my days in the darkI spend my nights in the lightIn a city full of scapegoatsI stay safely out of sightAnd if there's something that needs doingIf there's something you need doneI'l sidle up next to your saviorI'll tell him he's the oneDo do do do do do do do
From Letras Mania