Lyrics
sometimes i feel folded, like a piece of paper, dirty with the fingerprints of unrepentant hands, who never ever thinks about the words of love inside me, 'cause it's all so plain and simple thatno-one understands, sometimes i feel congested like peak hour in the city, choking on the petrol and the deisel and the dust, i sit and wonder how we all could be so stupid, and i want toleave my vehicle and let it turn to rust, and i wish i had your confidence, i wish i had your smile, i wish i had your joie de vivre, your innate sense of style, and i wish i had your body near me, warming up my nights, saying oooh babe, baby it's alright, sometimes i feel miniscule just like an amoeba, floating on a plate of glass watched by unseen eyes, and i feel so cold and lonely in that instant of existence, and i wonder if someone's watching me up above the sky, perhaps there are no solutions, perhaps just other questions, maybe there's a meaning to my solitary life, and i know that there's no guarantees, there's just the pain of living, perhaps there are no solutions, maybe there's just life
Song details
Artist: farnham, john