Cure Songtext
von Joyer

I′m going to a place where all my cups are always filled up
It's the kind of place I can bank on, on a lonely Sunday night
And when I stick my hands in my pockets and I drink down all my heavens
And I let myself get loose so I don′t stay uptight


And i can't decide
And i can't decide
If i might feel alone tonight

The backside of the billboard has a lot of information
About where to go when you can′t lose all the things you kept inside for so long
And if you might call them you might make yourself a new friend
Or at least someone you can talk to for the remainder of the night

And I might just think
Of something that might
Just charm the stranger on the other end of the line