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Days are passing oh so slow,
Since you have gone away.
Don't think I can hold that long.
I need to feel your presence every day.
Saturday night,
Under the "sunbulb" light.
Alone...
I can feel it in my soul,
But what - I don't know.
Eyes are filled with heavy chrome.
I start to feel that things are going wrong.
Saturday night,
Under the "sunbulb" light.
Alone.
All alone, he's so alone.
When he's alone he's hearing voices.
He tries to stop them but they lead.
He takes it out from his closet.
Fly away, the night and day
Mix down in one sound.
And when now the sky is over
He tries to think rational.
After the night of being rover
He just so regrets to go back home.
Saturday night,
Under the "sunbulb" light.
Alone.
Now the day has come
My baby's all around.
I've regret of what I've done.
But I'm afraid this case is not the only one...
https://soundcloud.com/zepp-london/zepp-london-stuck-in-between