viernes, 10 de agosto de 2007

...FRIEND OF A FRIEND...













He needs a quiet room

With a lock to keep him inIt's just a quiet room

And he's there

He plays an old guitar

With a coin found by the phone

It was his friends guitar

That he played

He's never been in love

But he knows just what love is

He said nevermind

And no-one speaks

He thinks he drinks too much

Cos when he tells his too best friends'

I think I drink too much

'No-one speaks

No-one speaks

No-one speaks

He plays an old guitar

With a coin found by the phone

It was his friends guitar

That he played

When he plays

No-one speaks

No-one speaks

When he plays

No-one speaks