Just sitting here tonight
letting the words fall from brain
and the tip of my pen
listening to some good rock and roll
wishing I could be playing my guitar
but it's getting late
and I want to keep next-door a friend
my world is feeling dark
and the sky is getting grey
think before morning it will rain
left hand hurting after my hard day working
tonight there will be no wanking
but tomorrow for sure
Pick it up.
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC
Just sitting here tonight
letting the words fall from brain
and the tip of my pen
listening to some good rock and roll
wishing I could be playing my guitar
but it's getting late
and I want to keep next-door a friend
my world is feeling dark
and the sky is getting grey
think before morning it will rain
left hand hurting after my hard day working
tonight there will be no wanking
but tomorrow for sure
Pick it up.
And the beat goes on P@ul. xxx
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