i've been feeling empty lately
kinda out there all by myself
probably need to get me a thicker coat
put this old one here back up on the shelf
i really need to go somewhere
maybe to the library.. maybe read a book
find me a friend...someplace with a different look
getting to old to ramble...not sure what to do
might just be the weather...
when it's
just don't see nothing headed my way
everyday pretty much the same
people start lookin all alike
everyone seems to have a game
all you left was a memory,or two
sometimes i think the whole city
it's just an empty feelin
like this might be all i'll be
some nameless...faceless...no-body
i don't see the wind changin
not a whole lot left to do
if she ever feels
this kinda blue
of an old family diner
the waitress that took my order
reminded me a bit of you
coffee and toast
a false smile from the host
drops of rain
race down a window pane
i sit alone in a booth for two
there's a sound
to this kind of down
a melancholy melody
to this kinda blue