So Tired Testo

Testo So Tired

So TiredScent on a postcard,A memory left behind.Warm hand, cool look but no time...Winsome lose some.Hung up on old flame.My heart depends on fire,So who am I to make demands on love?"...Relax and walk on by".So tired -So tired beaten like a drum.Kiss the right facesand tap the party line,Short measure of cheap skate pleasureeasier said than done.Sip the night water,but not too drunk to saywell just who am I to ever hope to love you?I'd turn and shy away.So tired -So tired beaten like a drum.So tired living life aloneOnce upon a bed you said you loved meOnce upon a bed those eyes of blue.Now what am I supposed to do?So tired -So tired beaten like a drum.So tired having life alone so alone ahhhh!Once upon a bed you said you loved meOnce upon a bed those eyes of blue.And what am I to rhyme with 'you'Now I lie alone and so defencelessDream of love in sunny daze with youahhhh!So tired...