The Evening’s Young

Lyrics
The evening's young The night began Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Between the bottles in a mirror I'm smiling at myself Look in my eyes and start to count The bottles on the shelf Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Bottles on the shelf Evening's young, the night began Barman brings another beer Could ask myself, "Why am I here?" Between the bottles in a mirror You smiling at myself Look in my eyes and start to count The bottles on the shelf I know I could at any time Get up the chair and leave the place I know I could at any time Get up the chair and leave the place I wait for me and my decision Between the bottles, that's my face TV shows, a football game I leave the place but all the same If someone asked me, "Hey guy, you Where do you go? What do you do?" I wouldn't know what I could say
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Credits
- Writers
- Dieter Meier
- Boris Blank