Sunday morning going slow,
I'm talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
The memories of the
night before
Out in the club land having fun
But now I'm hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no one knows I'm here
for sure
Dustin', lovin', drinkin', lovin'
And now I'm all alone in bed,
and am I on my own?
I think it's time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spend my money going out I've
nothing and I'm left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
And look for something new to wear
Start the nightlife over again
And keep myself from
having fun
And now I'm all alone
Investing my life on it
all
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
A bunch of scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just
like me
Dancing, laugh ing, drinking, lov ing
An d now I'm all alone in
Bed -Stu -Man
Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
And now I'm all alone in bed,
sitting there by my own behalf
Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving
And now I'm all alone in bed,
sitting there by my own behalf
See my eyes, they are bright tonight
Hear my words, they are dying tonight
See the stars coming out tonight
See how they light your way tonight
See my eyes, are bright tonight
Hear my words, they are dynamite
See the stars coming out tonight
See how they light your way tonight
See my eyes, they are bright tonight
Hear my words, they are dynamite
See the stars coming out tonight
See how they light your way tonight