(+) ... Sad About You
Well I''m sitting alonewith my guitar slightly out of tuneand it''s a lovely night in june.And I try to write a songWith a happy summer melodylike I have tried so many times before But I can''t really tell you what is wrongbut all that comes out is another sad songmaybe it''s because I slept too longand nobody called me on the phone.Maybe I should hit town, have some fun,do small talk and drink ''til the morning sun maybe I should buy a brandnew dressor learn a useful game like chess. No I can''t really tell you what is wrongbut all that comes out is another sad songmaybe it''s because I slept too longand nobody called me on the phoneMaybe I should hit town, have some fun,do small talk and drink ''til the morning sun maybe I should buy a brandnew dressor learn a useful game like chess.Another lonely night turns to daywith another hair of mine turning grayNo I can''t really tell youjust what is wrong, my dear,but still what comes out is another sad song.