And

I'm sitting alone

with my guitar slightly out of tune

and it's a loving night in june.

And try to write a song

with a happy summer melody

like I have tried so many times before

But I can't really tell you, what is wrong

but all that comes out is another sad song

maybe it's because I slept to long

and nobody called me on my phone.

Maybe I should hit town, have some fun

do small-talk and drink, 'til the morning sun

maybe I should buy a brand new dress

or learn a useful game like chess.



No I can't really tell you, what is wrong

but all that comes out is another sad song

maybe it's because I slept to long

and nobody called me on my phone.

Maybe I should hit town, have some fun

do small-talk and drink, 'til the morning sun

maybe I should buy a brand new dress

or learn a useful game like chess.



Another lonely night turns to day

with another hair of mine, turning gray

No I can't really tell you

just what is wrong, my dear,

but still what comes out is

another sad song.