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letra de gay grandpas (lonely in the big city) - sonntag

i know why it rains
because i’m lonely in the cityscape
so many people i don’t know their names
just see ‘em through the window pane
like the guy across the way
he’s some composer for the new ballet
the muse just left him now he’s gone insane
searching for notes of elegance
he’s singin’
oh, my lover, i must keep you ‘round
i have mastered my craft but i forgot the sound
the sound of, oh. .

the sound of . .

and on the tuesday, workweek
smoked my cigarettes let the hours fade
oh, ms. mckinley tell me
what color was your hair before it turned gray?
where do you go after you stroll
right past my white window?
i wanna know, know every soul
is that impossible?
i want to know . .
i want to know
fancy, in my dreams
two blue pea coats in the breeze
central park and simple things
how i long for you today
fancy, in my street
caught her smiling back at me
cross that crosswalk to underneath
i’m on the subway
are people watching?
secretly wondering
why i never speak?
i never speak
coffee and tea, coffee and tea
in the morning we’ll drink coffee and tea

and read the times in a sea of sheets
snowy gloves on the kitchen sink
make the phone ring, call up to see
if g-y grandpas want a bite to eat
and catch a film that we never seen
what’d you think of the directing?
lonely in the big city
for someone i can give my keys
and dance with me, dance with me

- sonntag

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