Mmm the evening was dry as a charcoal sketch I asked questions that suited his answers Youth is just a pose, drunk is life a faith Though I loved him we've never been lovers
Mmm the winter is cold and the art is kitsch This relationship's such a cliche When the noise annoys and the conscience itches I can't help but remember him say
Chorus: Good night and may your dreams be rich in content Good night, go dream
Mmm the evening was dry as a charcoal sketch I asked questions that suited his answers Youth is just a pose, drunk is life a faith Though I loved him we've never been ...
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Somewhere under the rainbow Underhappy and underpaid What he could afford Was a new episode And it's only Morpheus he prayed