Well I sit here, man, all day long
and I wonder what went wrong
but I know
it's just the way life goes.
Now I've borne witness to some dark, lonely days
Man, the people you know
they don't seem the same
no more.
Well I've tried all the time,
ah, but when the morning lights up my eyes
I say when?
When will I find some kind of peace of mind
just to pass me by
for a little while?
Won't you let me sleep here
for a little while?
Ah, but they don't know why
they yell and scream,
they say good-night,
they say good-bye.
Ah but when will I find
some kind of peace of mind
just to pass me by?
You might be an only child.
You might be a lonely child.
© 2008 the Deadpans