He'll need some time to get over this But a moment
is all he can spare His buddies out there in the
city lights And he is trying to care See him
offering himself to the world Staring down from
the fifty-sixth floor I'd be happy just to catch
him again We go out we don't always come back The
night pressing in on his weary mind There's a
half-eaten moon in the sky Nothing is calling him
back to bed And no-one is saying goodbye See him
offering himself to the world Staring down from
the fifty-sixth floor He's not happy it's the
weekend again We go out because we go Back and
back...
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