Standing by the bar I see you there
A lonely dark figure from nowhere
Your pants too tight your hair a mess
Your life a little less than extravagant.
I wonder where you came from
Is it hot there
Are you happy to be here
Or anywhere?
Are you as sad as me
Maybe lonely
Lets have another drink
To be happy.
I cried only once in the bathroom today
Maybe in a month I could be happy
Could it be you with your half crooked smile
That could help me forget for a while?
So I lean against the wall just to get away
The crowd overwhelms me most days
Their empty talks about their empty days
I can see you trying to get away.
Come stand next to me I want to say
But I watch you as you walk away
That smile still remain is it real
Do you feel what I feel?
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