I'm feeling
mighty lonesome~ Haven't slept a wink~ I walk the floor and watch the door~ And
in between I drink~ Black Coffee~ Love's a hand me down broom~ I'll never know
a Sunday~ In this weekday room~
I'm talking
to the shadows~ 1 o'clock to 4~ And Lord, how slow the moments go~ When all I
do is pour~ Black Coffee~ Since the blues caught my eye~ I'm hanging out on Monday~
My Sunday dreams to dry~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K15BH9EZuZ4
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