to cross this sea of lonliness, part this red river of pain.
and I don't necessarily buy, need a little place in the sun sometimes or I think I will die.
and everything is somewhere, everybody's got somebody with their wine and their beer, with an empty apartment and my best friend who is a queer.
and everytime, seeing me smiles, and he tells me how well he's walking these miles, but he never asks a single thing about me, if I dies, he'd hear about it eventually,
to cross this sea of lonliness, part this red river of pain, oh, oh, oh, oh and everywhere is somewhere, and nowhere is near, everybody's got somebody with their wine and their beer, come home to an empty apartment and calls her best friend who is queer.
to cross this sea of lonliness, part this red river of pain, to cross this sea of lonliness, part this red river of pain, to cross this sea of lonliness, part this red river of pain.