Papers and Pens

there’s no sun over you
you know the one the one that I drew
it’s old now it’s cold
and the birds have all flown
it hurts to be left alone
to be on your own
but i’ll draw something new
i don’t need you
cause i got my old friends
the papers and the pens
ooo ooo ooo
and the girls without clothes
used to lay down and pose
but they’re grown ups now and that blows
i have drawn and i have erased
myself now i am gone
i guess i don’t belong
but i’ll draw someone else
i don’t need myself
cause i got my old friends
the papers and the pens
ooo ooo ooo