3 O'clock in the Morning

3 o’clock in the morning
And I’m walking these streets again
Seems like I’ve been walking forever
In a dream with no beginning and no end
Haunted by memories
Of this child I was
And the man I’d never be
See I stayed up all night
Just trying
Just trying to get some sleep
For all you lonely sons
This is when it will come
When forever finds you falling it will be
It will be
It will be
3 o’clock in the morning
I came all this way
Just to say
That I was passing by
I’ve never seen you look this good
That is; from outside
But there are ways of killing days
Drinking stops me thinking of you
And that there is no end
To what a memory
To what a memory can’t do
For all you lonely sons
This is when it will come
When forever finds you falling
It’ll be
For all you lonely sons
This is when it will come, when forever
Finds you falling it will be
It will be
It will be
Yeah I walked those streets in your name
Holloway road, camden road, city road
But see the streets and their names
They are all the same, they are all the same
And there’s this all night garage and the
Seven eleven
And when your pissed in the morning
It’s like some kind of route to heaven
But me I’ll follow those bus stops that never stop
The bust stops that never stop
Never stop!
For all you lonely sons, this is when it will come
When forever finds you falling it will be
It will be
It will be…