You watch the phone Like it was the tv If you're all alone Well whose fault can that be? Your keys, your bag, your car They're where they always are
And the light goes down And all the lights come on And they call to me Oh come on, come on And you don't make no difference to me
You look at me And say "what you talking about?" Well me, I'm going out With or without I know I don't get far And we're where we always are
But the light goes down And all the lights come on And they call to me Oh come on, come on And you don't make no difference to me
So you fix a drink Cause it's time to drown And the clock speeds up And then it slows right down The life that we have missed I think it still exists How can you resist?
But the light goes down And the steetlights shine And they call to me You'll be dead a long time And it makes a difference to me
And the light goes down And all the lights come on And they call to me Oh come on. come on You can make a difference to me Come on, make a difference to me
Compositores: Benjamin Brian Thomas Watt (Ben Watt) (PRS), Tracey Anne Thorn (PRS)Editor: Manna Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2005 (20/Jun) e lançado em 1999 (01/Dez)ECAD verificado obra #1010956 e fonograma #902368 em 07/Abr/2024