Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bedsitter , by - Marc Almond. Song from the album 12 Years of Tears, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняRelease date: 29.11.2017
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
Bedsitter |
| Sunday morning going slow |
| I’m talking to the radio |
| Clothes and records on the floor |
| The memories of the night before |
| Out in club land having fun |
| And now I’m hiding from the sun |
| Waiting for a visitor |
| Though no-one knows I’m here for sure |
| Dancing laughing |
| Drinking loving |
| And now I’m all alone |
| In bedsit land |
| My only home |
| I think it’s time to cook a meal |
| To fill the emptiness I feel |
| Spend my money going out |
| I’ve nothing in I’m left without |
| Clean my teeth and comb my hair |
| And look for something new to wear |
| And start the night life over again |
| And kid myself I’m having fun |
| Dancing laughing |
| Drinking loving |
| And now I’m all alone |
| In bedsit land |
| My only home |
| I look out from my window view |
| There’s really nothing else to do |
| Read a book maybe write a letter |
| Mother, things are getting better |
| Watch the mirror count the lines |
| The battle scars of all the good times |
| Look around and I can see |
| A thousand people just like me |
| Dancing laughing |
| Drinking loving |
| And now I’m all alone |
| In bedsit land |
| My only home |
| Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving |
| I’m waiting for something |
| I’m only passing time |