It doesn't matter where you are.
Someone is there
with you, I fear.
It doesn't matter where you are.
I can't complain.
Ignore the stain.
Christmas day is over.
Lights out, breathe slower.
Cannot sleep. Open your eyes.
Look outside. Tell your goodbyes.
It doesn't matter where you are
when you're alone.
Light a small fire.
I don't like your sparkles at all.
Guitarist and his centerfold.
Why is that fire old?
A green light is a red light in your dreams tonight.
It's like a battle. Battle. .
Christmas day is over.
Lights out, breathe slower.
I told you why I am lonely.
But you can't stay.
Tomorrow. Streets. Blank faces stare unwilling.
But there are so few.
Cannot sleep. Open your eyes.
Look outside. Tell your goodbyes.
Cannot sleep. Open your eyes.
Look outside. Tell your goodbyes.
And I'll be waiting around your house.
I don't mind waiting around your house.
My Commodore 64 is my friend.
I thought I could have some more of my friends.
