Leaving the Peugeot on the forecourt
I'm bored and alone, it's been far too long. I've a restless head and an empty bed, these dreams are killing me so, I'm just walking till the sun comes up. I'm a legend in my mind, a rumour in my room. To an alley's dirty end I just thought they were my friends. Doesn't matter now. So I wish I was James Bond, just for the day. Kissing all the girls, blow the bad guys away.Labels: Late nights are killing me.
