Two more weeks to go, New York City
Pictures of people, think that I, I don't know who they are
Boxes of pictures that I won't use, but I won't discard
Some people say this guy, this guy, this guy we knew
He died, he died, he died it's true
So give me the feedback, ain't that what I'm here for
And I'll kick my feet back 'cause that's not what I've been looking for
I, I, I, (I live on my own) I live on my own
And you, you won't be beside me,
You won't be beside me
And I don't mind sleeping alone
My friends might be wasted, but I, I'm happy at home
Pigeons on the green now, March is got the fall
Stella wants to Spoon, and
Penny, Penny is growing more and more
These guys, these guys, these guys are new
They be good, they be good to you
So give me the feedback, ain't that what I'm here for
And I'll kick my feet back 'cause that's not what I've been looking for
I, I, I, (I live on my own) I live on my own
And you, you won't be beside me,
You won't be beside me
D.Ali
