In the morning, cold gray dawn Shines through my window on my bedroom walls Even in the light its hard to see Why no womans sleeping next to me Well, I best not lose myself Cause then I wouldnt have nobody else To tell the things that a dreamer dreams When hes down and life is being mean Take a walk down Bleeker Street Theres people down, it seems Im not the only Trampled underneath the feet of lonely If I wasnt such a comely man It wouldnt be so hard to understand Why every time I find someone I wind up reeling from her smoking gun? It gets hard to be myself When Ive got to keep my love on the shelf Cause even deserts need a little rain To end the drought and wash away the pain Take a walk down Bleeker Street Theres people down, it seems Im not the only Trampled underneath the feet of lonely You might also likeIf I wasnt such a comely man It wouldnt be so hard to understand Ive tried so hard but I cant see Why no one waits at home for me Spent time watchin falling rain Count the droplets on my window pane Looking for a lover in the chilly wet Rainy days are gone I havent found her yet I aint hard to satisfy No, I never been the kind to justify If I deserve a little misery Well, then I guess Id better let it be Take a walk down Bleeker Street Theres people down, it seems Im not the only Trampled underneath the feet of lonely Well, if I wasnt such a comely man It wouldnt be so hard to understand Ive tried so hard but I cant see Why no one waits at home for me?
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