Tekster:
Small Faces Feeling Lonely

got to know how I feel It's my Achilles heel, feeling lonely Things never change, but they weaken And I can't be, green memory I've got to feel your smile I feel

the morning can only Reveal the shadows of you I was going nowhere fast And every step would take me toward the past I began to shrink inside So small that when my lonely

the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings Teardrops and closed caskets Will I forever be alone? (Teardrops and closed caskets) (Bury you dead and look ahead) (A man with no feelings

if you're lonely Sheer madness prevails upon reason to yield But all is not lost, it is only mistaken A small consolation but I know just how you feel

dealer sometimes I be primo Sometimes I be feeling, I got a big ego Other times a nigga swim a round like Nemo Uh, small fish in a big ass pond pushed

had for breakfast wasn't bad So I had one more for dessert Then I fumbled in my closet Through my clothes and found my cleanest, dirty shirts Then I washed my face

places Where one relaxes On the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces

Lonely like a living room Hallway noises and interviews Squeeze the globe in between Your legs and hope God knows When to show his face when it matters

floor I could feel I wanted more I get lonely in the night I would do anything, anything you say Do anything to take the pain away So those lonely nights