Paroles Torch song Joe Yoga

Torch song

i heard you were in california
as recently as june
but i spoke to em and she said that she never heard from you

i went to the burned down town my hand in glove
stopped what i was singing. fingers in my ears
cause these songs aren't sad enough

this doesn't feel right it feels like desperation
i love the sound of the end in the afternoon
when i'm on my knees
before the world
before the world
before the clock turns two and you find me
sleeping next to you

you left no name, you left no trace
but i know you're close
cause all the roads that might have taken you away
have long been shown the door

now i am the guest of every sad low sun
i won't be there at all this year when the heat comes on
I'll be on my knees
before the world
before the world
before the clock turns two and you find me
sleeping next to you

i am dirty i need an explanation
i need a change
don't you tell me that 93rd st is all that remains

crouch in memory seek out the weak spots
shake off the reticence
grab your chin and make my move
when the lights dim
and get down on my knees
before the world
before the world
before the clock turns two and
you find me sleeping next to you