I might not be your friend, but most definately am not your enemy. |
You told me you wanted to eat up my sadness
well there's nothing left...
Clocks have lost all track of time
oh, what a catastrophy...
Make room for the fortunate,
Don't you dare raise your head...
I'm throwing out my doubts
I'm running away from my fears...
I'm walking down highway side
With a sign in my hands. It reads...
Dear Mr. One Night,
Standing by the streetlight...
Make room for the fortunate,
Don't you dare raise your head...
Clocks have lost all track of time
oh, what a catastrophy...