Lonesome Blue Night
©2007 Lexicalized.
It’s a Friday night,
Got nothing to do;
Just lyin’ here, sittin’ here
Thinkin’ ‘bout you.
It’s a Friday night,
Got no one to see.
Just close my eyes, see you there,
Lookin’ at me.
(CHORUS)
Quick, open my eyes,
‘Cause I can’t stand the pain,
With your memory to haunt
In this pouring rain.
So, I sit here alone
In this lonesome blue night,
Wishin’ you were here
Close by my side,
In this lonesome,
Lonesome blue night.
It’s a Saturday night,
And I’m home again,
With a broken-down heart
That just won’t mend.
It’s a Saturday night,
And I see you there
With your pretty blue eyes
And your long, dark hair.
(CHORUS 2)
Quick, open my eyes
‘Cause I can’t stand the sight
Of your tear-streaked face
Right after our fight.
So, I sit here alone
In this lonesome blue night,
Wishin’ I could go back,
An’ do things right,
On this lonesome-
Lonesome blue night.
Well it’s all over now
And you’re gone for good
But I can’t move on
Like I know I should
No, not on this lonesome,
Lonesome Blue Night.
