When it happens, it's so rare-
A moment free, free from all.
But with whom, it, can I share?
Whom then, should I call?
Doesn't matter, no one answers,
Just the constant ringing, ringing.
Guess there is no mood enhancer,
Just the mellow singing, singing.
I guess I'll just go home,
Have a little treat,
Watch an episode or two.
What else can I do?
So to bed, retreat...
I guess I'll just go home.
It's my own damn fault.
Can't blame anyone but me.
I've put my feelings in a vault,
And distanced myself, socially.
I guess I'll just go home,
Have a little treat,
Watch an episode or two.
What else can I do?
So to bed, retreat...
I guess I'll just go home.
When will this cycle break-
Of the pushing and pulling?
How much more can I take-
Of a life, so unfulfilling?
I guess I'll just go home,
Have a little treat,
Watch an episode or two.
What else can I do?
So to bed, retreat...
I guess I'll just go home.
Have a little treat,
Watch an episode or two.
What else can I do?
So to bed, retreat...
I guess I'll just go home.
I guess I'll just go home.
I guess I'll just go home.
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