Waking up alone and then reaching for the phone.
I’m tired of living in a city where the winters so cold.
I wanna pack a bag, I wanna hop a train.
I got to get down south cause I got a pain
In the middle of my chest and it keeps me awake
And theres only one thing can make it go away
I got to get to the beach where I’ll be the man
For some dark haired girl with a headband and a suntan.
Nobody in nyc gives a toss about me
Nobody can spare any love
No one even cares if I come or I go
But I hope in someone in sarasota does
Going to bed alone, I just barely made it home
I'm tired of closing down the bar just so I'm not all on my own
Sure I made some friends,
But tomorrow they are gonna crawl outta bed and not remember me
I had a good life once, but it fell apart.
If I could feel then id tell you that I have a broken heart.
But I'm number than a dead nerve, gunning around a sharp curve
Dont want my thumbs to serve as an example
We all get what we deserve
Nobody in nyc gives a toss about me.
Nobody can spare any love.
No one even cares if I come or I go.
But I hope in someone in sarasota does.
Cause ive got a pack of camel lights and a lot of time to kill,
And you wone be my accomplice, then I'm hoping some in sarasota will.
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