St. Louis

Lyrics

I'm back home I feel depressed I found your clothes And your new address Why leave a note? Why leave a note? Your words are a joke The breeze makes me choke And all the time the answers were in front of my face I try to think about tomorrow but I can't forget today I found my old records And all my books I found my old Bee-Gees But the turntable, you took I made a call into work I said I can't make it in today I'd sleep it off But I'm too awake And all the time the jokes that did not make any sense I finally figured out the punchline was at my expense, yeah My expense So I'm back home But what remains I watch the snow Drift off my windowpane So much wasted spit So many envelopes All these silver gifts With nowhere to go And all the time the answers were in front of my face I try to think about tomorrow but I can't forget today I cannot forget today (Today) I'm back home I feel depressed