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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