In the night, black thoughts, alone
I sit by the bed
Here's a message from the boys of ALL
Go to ALFREDOS,
When I was young I wallowed in none You know
Where you going? Do you even care? Driven to distraction
Tilting at windmills I'm always trying They won't come around
We can try to forget We can try to walk
The trains all run on time here Got such
She's a pretty little girl
You see her pretty walking by
So
I'd like to see you every night and day I
Feel her love Watch her lie Fell her love Sugar
