It's six o'clock in the morning
And I have no where to hide my dreams
The moon shares a joke with me
I don't find him funny any more
Yellow taxi fly past me
Back seat quarry bleary eyed
Wish I could switch shadows for a lifetime
If I had a gun I could count the bullets
Before the number of times my case closed...
It's six o'clock in the morning
And my dreams have nowhere to hide
So I just throw them away
Till my next lifetime...
B...
Copywriter UK 2006
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