Well I'm sitting alone
With my guitar slidely out of tune
And it's
A lovely night in june
And I try to write a song
With a happy slomo melody
Like I
Have tried so many times before
But I can't really tell you what is wrong
But all that comes out is another sad song
Maybe it's because
I slept too long
And nobody called me on my phone
Maybe I should hit town have some fun
Do small talk and drink till the morning sun
Maybe I should buy
A brandnew dress
Or learn up a useful game like chess
No I can't really tell you
What is wrong
But all that comes out is another sad song
Maybe it's because
I slept too long
And nobody called me on my phone
Maybe I should hit town
Have some fun
Do small talk and drink till the morning sun
Maybe I should buy
A brandnew dress
Or learn up a useful game like chess
Another lonely night
Turns to day
With another hair of mine
Turning grey
No I can't really tell you
Just what is wrong
My dear
But still what comes out is
Another sad song
