A grey November night In a city that won't call out my name On a street of blue strip lights Freezing people who will never be the same In a coat with the zip up tight And the hood that always lets in the rain But keeps me out of sight So they won't know loser is my name I met a girl just like me She was burning something sat in a door She grabbed me by the knee And told me unhappy people always end up poor I knew a bar called The Sparkling Tree Gave her a piggy back because her foot was sore We had vodka and lychees She kissed me once but wouldn't kiss me more How dare you say my life is good Say I've got it easy I had found someone who understood I can't believe you think you know me She didn't wait for me She unfolded her wings and flew away No-one else seemed to see Her golden head and her shimmery haze Now I wait in The Sparkling Tree Scanning the street for a familiar face Drinking vodka with lychees I'm sure my angel will come back today
