Buffalo Tom

Sunday Night
Sunday night and now I knowHow the night can pass slowAll kinds of ugly outside that's rightAnd I'm all alone tonightA distant highway dinA leaky roof, my doubt drips inAnd as the streetlights and my prospects dimShe turns in bed and thinks of himWhere's the solace you can findAt the bottom of your mind?My friends pushed me from behindAnd I feel so empty I could dieA ladder to the edgeHangover throbs inside my headAnd all the stupid things I've ever saidNow make me wish that I was deadIt's night time, Greenwich mean timeA man puts up a detour signAnd the waterfalls of regretUnleash in a torrent of cold sweatWhere's the solace you can findSongtexteAt the bottom of your mind?Friends pushed me from behindAnd I feel so empty I could dieSunday nightSunday nightWhere's the solace you can findAt the bottom of your mind?My friends pushed me from behindAnd I feel so empty I could dieDie, oh die Aus Songtexte Mania