This old man, He stares at me in my mirror
Try to rub out the wrinkles, From these two tired eyes
Anticipation, Is pounding in my chest
Will there really be one for me, A friend, a woman to share, all my life, all my life.
Try to rub out the wrinkles, From these two tired eyes
Anticipation, Is pounding in my chest
Will there really be one for me, A friend, a woman to share, all my life, all my life.
Ohh, Now can’t you see I just, want you to hold me, in your tender arms, city lights
Now standin’ here, we’r so distant that all I can feel, is the cold city lights, city lights, Ehhh….
Now standin’ here, we’r so distant that all I can feel, is the cold city lights, city lights, Ehhh….
Sometimes I feel, All broken up in odd pieces
I need some help in just holding, Holding them in one place
So I hope it is you, Who- whoever you are
That can make me a hole man again, Be, be, before it all falls apart, falls apart, falls apart
I need some help in just holding, Holding them in one place
So I hope it is you, Who- whoever you are
That can make me a hole man again, Be, be, before it all falls apart, falls apart, falls apart
Ohh, Now can’t you see I just, want you to hold me, in your tender arms, city lights
Now standin’ here, we’r so distant that all I can feel, is the cold city lights, city lights
Ohh, Now can’t you see I just, want you to hold me, in your tender arms, city lights
Now standin’ here, we’r so distant that all I can feel, is the cold city lights, city lights, Ehhh..
Now standin’ here, we’r so distant that all I can feel, is the cold city lights, city lights
Ohh, Now can’t you see I just, want you to hold me, in your tender arms, city lights
Now standin’ here, we’r so distant that all I can feel, is the cold city lights, city lights, Ehhh..
Ohh, I so hope it’s you, Cause, all my odd small piece, Needs to be hugged so hard, So hard, I become, one and hole again, …..Hole again….
/Gus Muller -17
