Song Length |
4:01 |
Genre |
Pop - General |
Lyrics
He?s running his hands through her hair
They?re sitting in Washington Square
on a bench in the park
Love never has its way with me
Where in the world can it be
Hiding out on a lark
I?m tired of wasting dances
So I?m gonna take my chances
It?s lonely in the middle
Will you give a little bit of love
Don?t tell me that love?s on its way
How do you know anyway
Every night is the same
I watch lots of movies alone
Alone?s got me chilled to the bone
All the clerks know my name
I?m tired of wasting dances
So I?m gonna take my chances
It?s lonely in the middle
Will you give a little bit of love
I can?t swallow my pride
and keep it inside
?cause I?m always losing it
You say try to hold on
but you?re always wrong
and this time is proving it
I can't swallow my pride
and keep it inside
'cause I'm always losing it
You say keep your chin up
but it?s not gonna stop
So shut it
I?m throwing my hands in the air
I?m sitting in Washington Square
Pin my hopes on a star