Bedsitter (live 1992)

Lyrics
Sunday morning going slow I'm talking to the radio Clothes and records on the floor Memories of the night before Out in club-land 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 And look for something new to wear And start the nightlife over again And 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 There's really nothing elsе to do Read a book and write a lettеr 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 (yeah) Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving And now I'm all alone in bedsit land My only home 'Cause I'm dancing, laughing Drinking, loving And now I'm all alone in bedsit land My only home You know, I'm waiting for something I'm only passing time And now I'm all alone in bedsit land My only home Dancing, laughing Drinking, loving
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Credits
- Writers
- Marc Almond, Dave Ball