Strato Edge
War Child
cold november, watching the shadows fall behind me
bury my hands in my pocket, take one more trip down the line
these streets are cold, going through me like a ghost
my eyes are wiery and my mind has gone stale
early morning i'm awake, i wish it was all just a dream
but the night comes early, hits me like a bullet from a gun
every night i take a drink because i'm missing someone
and she dances with me under the champagne stars
and she walks with me between the bars
she's on my mind when the night is done
everytime i'm taking a drink i'm missing someone
bury my hands in my pocket, take one more trip down the line
these streets are cold, going through me like a ghost
my eyes are wiery and my mind has gone stale
early morning i'm awake, i wish it was all just a dream
but the night comes early, hits me like a bullet from a gun
every night i take a drink because i'm missing someone
and she dances with me under the champagne stars
and she walks with me between the bars
she's on my mind when the night is done
everytime i'm taking a drink i'm missing someone