Album: The Singles 1981-1985BedsitterSunday morning going slow
I´m talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
Memories of the night before
Out in clubland having fun
And now I´m hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows I´m here for sure
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I´m all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I think it´s time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spent my money going out
I´ve nothing I´m left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
Look for something new to wear
Start the nightlife over again
Kid myself I´m having fun
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I´m all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
Look out from my window view
I´ve really nothing else to do
Read a book and write a letter
Mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines
The battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just like me
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I´m all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I´m all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I´m waiting for something
I´m only passing time
