He's all alone
With his cigarette
And it's three A.M.
All over again.
He can't sleep,
His thoughts are
Too deep
And so is the ache in his chest.
Twenty-Two
He's all alone
With his cigarette
And it's three A.M.
All over again.
He can't sleep,
His thoughts are
Too deep
And so is the ache in his chest.