John Evans - Closing Time
Hey
No matter where you roam
There's an ache inside that won't be denied
It's pulling you back home
You can go down to the Irish bar
Drown your sorrows
Leave your car
The people here may bend your ear
But they don't care who you are
There's comfort in the bottle
You can feel it taking hold of you
You know it's such a cliche but what else are you supposed to do
You're feeling fine
But the bottom line
Is you can't ignore the warning sign
You feel that shiver up your spine
When they ring the bell for closing time
You can close your eyes
Shut them tight
Clench your fists
Start a fight
But nothing's gonna put this right
So you call it quits and say goodnight
There's comfort in the bottle
You can feel it taking hold of you
You know it's such a cliche but what else are you supposed to do
And still you've got those dreams inside of you
All the things you told yourself you'd do
There's so much you want to see
So much you need to know
You can never let those feelings go
Hey
No matter where you roam
There's an ache inside that won't be denied
It's pulling you back home
There's comfort in the bottle
You can feel it taking hold of you
You know it's such a cliche but what else are you supposed to do
Written by:
John Evans
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