3 A.M. Songtext
von Chris Pureka

Here I am again
Coming in from the cold
Here I am again
Humming your tune
Here I am again
Just waiting around in my rain-soaked shoes
I smile at frogs
I am thinking about you and your summer dress
Oh, you′re out there in the sun somewhere
Oh, oh

So maybe I should go get lost
Or maybe I should go get drunk
Or maybe I should just forget
All about you


Woken 3 AM by the freight train
It's all crickets and puddles and weeks and weeks of rain
Yeah
I hear that Alex is back in New York
But this small town, it suits me well
I like all the farms and the fields that lead me far down dirt roads
All these things I just want to tell you still
Oh no, no
But you stopped listening
Oh well, it ain′t you

So maybe I should go get lost
Or maybe I should go get drunk
Or maybe I should just forget
All about you

Well it's just a waste of time
This old broken record song
Well it plays over in my head
It just goes on and on and on
It just goes on and on and on

So here I am again
Coming in from the cold
Well here I am again
Humming your tune
Oh, and here I am again
Just waiting around
Oh, wishing, wishing I wasn't missing you
Wishing I wasn′t missing you
Wishing I wasn′t missing you
Oh, oh


So maybe I should go get lost
Or maybe I should go get drunk
Or maybe I should just forget about you
All about you
All about you

Mm-hmm