Bedsitter lyrics

Sunday morning going slow
I`m talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
Memories of the night before
Out in clubland having fun
And now I`m hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows I`m here for sure

Chorus:
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I`m all alone
In bedsit land
My only home

I think it`s time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spent my money going out
I`ve nothing I`m left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
Look for something new to wear
Start the nightlife over again
Kid myself I`m having fun

Chorus

Look out from my window view
I`ve really nothing else to do
Read a book and write a letter
Mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines
The battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just like me

Chorus 2*

I`m waiting for something
I`m only passing time