I look out my window
And spit on the pane
Meandering tears
Facing the years
Spoiled and vain
And your hot kisses
Won't cool my
Burning desire
Never to tire
Never to face a new day
Alone again
Proud but alone
And who do I think I am
Anyway
I find a drunk in the gutter
And punch his rotten gut
What I could have been
What I am
And your tight love
Won't ease my
Molten tension
Never to mention
Never to show even myself
Alone again
Proud but alone
And who do I think I am
Anyway
I run my car
Run it hard
Run it magic
In the garage
Door down
The FM atmosphere
Soothes my haggard mind
Leave it
Alone again
Proud but alone
And who do I think I am
Anyway
Larry Lang