歌词
There’s a road in the rain littered with clouds
But I’m dry as your cheek as you let me out
How lonely I feel
Toss me aside like broken glass
Or a cellophane wrapper around a cigarette pack
How lonely I feel
And it’s too late, it’s a sad fate
Black as a funeral line
There’s a dead bird lying the dust
You turned your head in disgust
Said I was happy in the San Andreas fault
But the crack in my voice might say it all
How lonely I feel
And it’s too late, it’s a sad fate
Black as a funeral line
And there’s a dead bird lying in the dust
You turned your head in disgust
A dead bird lying in the dust
You turned your head in disgust