This Lyric is: #093

Sometime Between Three and Four ©

Staring at your picture
out the window, at the phone
The world outside has left me behind
in this cheap hotel room, all alone

Was I just a blemish in your love résumé?
Have you torn those pages from your book?
My delusion must seem so pathetic
I gave my everything, and you...you just took

I couldn't forget you now if I wanted to
or when darkness eclipsed my soul
The day the earth opened up under me
took me down…swallowed me whole

chorus
Sometime between three and four
these blues start to cloud my mind
In hours when sleep won't come to me
all I have is this hurt...and time

Do these words reek of gin and cigarettes?
Can you feel the pearls of sweat on my brow?
If you could see me now, would you know me?
Would you deny me, shunt me away somehow?

The rooster crowed three times this morning
Half asleep, I thought I heard you call my name
Dawn found me just as night had left me
awash in tears and racked with pain

chorus
Sometime between three and four
these blues start to cloud my mind
In hours when sleep won't come to me
all I have is this hurt...and time

Now I'm passing time in death’s waiting room
Where the lines are seldom long
Misery will soon lose it’s hold on me
and I’ll be free of these earthly bonds

© 2001 Paul Knox
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[This message has been edited by Brian Austin Whitney (edited 08-31-2002).]