歌曲描述
At three in the morning standing on a crossroad A whore comes to me She smiles.. Her eyes are sad she takes my cigarette kisses me .... .and goes away At three in the morning standing on a crossroad A ball rolls to me. A kid run after it.. His eyes are sad.. I give him the ball Serious, he runs away The roads become longer, I can’t see the end The sounds of the night.. Leaves are falling down Cuts on my hands.. Dirty and rough.. Bruises on my body.. i’ve got to be tough At three in the morning standing on a crossroad left alone with my fears I can see my life.. My eyes are sad.. It’s started raining so hard r .. I’m feeling bad At three in the morning standing on a crossroad An old man Comes to me.. He walks slowly.. Limping His eyes are sad.. “need some help , man?” He shows me his middle finger and goes away At three in the morning standing on a crossroad A stray dog stops I reach out Foaming .... his eyes are sad.. He growls.. at the mouth.. The roads become longer, I can’t see the end The sounds of the night.. Leaves are falling down Cuts on my hands.. Dirty and rough.. Bruises on my body.. i’ve gotta be tough At three in the morning standing on a crossroad left alone with my fears I can see my life.. My eyes are sad.. It’s started raining (so hard).. I’m feeling bad At three in the morning standing on a crossroad My eyes are sad
