Birthday Songtext
von The Everybodyfields

It′s so hard in the evening
The lights come on
I get some change for the phone
I'm tired of driving
It′s too cold to cry
I remember when it only cost a dime

Dark clouds are circling
I'm a photograph tonight
Shuffling papers and getting everything wrong
I walk for hours, try not to feel alone


Waking up and finding
The feeling's gone
Something for my hands and then I′m gone

Turn on the radio
And though it seems so hard
To find that place before it had to be so hard

Dark clouds are hovering
With friends like these, man, who needs friends?

Faces in the window
Two red lights are growing small
I′d like to leave, if I could stand at all