Tuesday
I couldn't sleep last night.
I got up, lit my candle, chill the room and climbed back into bed. It's late. Or it's early. Depends. It's those moments in my day that I could relate to Frank's In The Wee Small Hours of The Morning.
Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out To Dry.
I got up, lit my candle, chill the room and climbed back into bed. It's late. Or it's early. Depends. It's those moments in my day that I could relate to Frank's In The Wee Small Hours of The Morning.
Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out To Dry.
posted by Shine at 8/22/2006 08:05:00 PM
2 Comments:
Perfect song for your blog today!
In the dark of the night
Those small hours
Uncertain and anxious
I need to call you
Rooms full of strangers
Some call me friend
But I wish you were so close to me
In the dark of night
Those small hours
I drift away
When I'm with you
In the dark of night
By my side
In the dark of night
By my side, by my side, by my side
I wish you were
I wish you were
Here comes the clown
His face in a wall
No window
No air at all
In the dark of night
Those faces they haunt me
But I wish you were
So close to me
By my side
By my side
I wish you were
I wish you were
By my side
In the dark of night
Those faces they haunt me
I wish you were so close to me
Yes I wish you were
By my side
truly a good song!
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