Maybe one day when I feel awfully good
I'll make up my mind about you
And him too
And all the shit you put me through
Daylight gets in through the cracks that you left
Light up the unmade bed
Dailies unread
By plain truths you were led
(Just fly home home or away fly etc.)
Used things I gave you and you threw away
I cleaned them up
And maybe that's where I'm misled
But guesses are all you will get
I ain't sober now and the TV is on
The images light up my eyes
And it's strange
The suffering's always too late
(Just fly home home or away fly etc.)
Maybe one day when I feel awfully good
I'll make up my mind about you
And me too
And all the shit I put myself through
Another Lonesome Evening Video (MV)
Performed By: a Singer of Songs
Language: English
Length: 4:29
Written by: Lieven Scheerlinck, a Singer of Songs
a Singer of Songs - Another Lonesome Evening Lyrics
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Maybe one day when I feel awfully good
I'll make up my mind about you
And him too
And all the shit you put me through
Daylight gets in through the cracks that you left
Light up the unmade bed
Dailies unread
By plain truths you were led
(Just fly home home or away fly etc.)
Used things I gave you and you threw away
I cleaned them up
And maybe that's where I'm misled
But guesses are all you will get
I ain't sober now and the TV is on
The images light up my eyes
And it's strange
The suffering's always too late
(Just fly home home or away fly etc.)
Maybe one day when I feel awfully good
I'll make up my mind about you
And me too
And all the shit I put myself through
I'll make up my mind about you
And him too
And all the shit you put me through
Daylight gets in through the cracks that you left
Light up the unmade bed
Dailies unread
By plain truths you were led
(Just fly home home or away fly etc.)
Used things I gave you and you threw away
I cleaned them up
And maybe that's where I'm misled
But guesses are all you will get
I ain't sober now and the TV is on
The images light up my eyes
And it's strange
The suffering's always too late
(Just fly home home or away fly etc.)
Maybe one day when I feel awfully good
I'll make up my mind about you
And me too
And all the shit I put myself through
Writer: Lieven Scheerlinck, a Singer of Songs
Copyright: Lyrics © GALLERYAC MUSIC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © GALLERYAC MUSIC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC