It's 6am and I'm sitting with the trees,
the birds are singing and my thoughts are running free.
I'm thinking if the girl is thinking of me too,
but the wind is telling me that it's not true.

Got my beers and my cigarettes and books of de Sade.
Got my head on the floor in the middle of the dockyard.
Letting my thoughts run free on the back of a postcard.
Sending them to you before I'm in the middle of the graveyard.

Lyrics submitted by Patrickweller

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