37th Hour

I’m so weary and my feet
Won’t carry me nowhere
No place I need to go
I wasn’t listening to you
And the silence on the phone
Now I don’t need to know

I got tickets for the party
Free drinks till the morning
But I’m gonna take it slow
Kick back in the taxi
Sleeping on the backseat
But I’m gonna take it slow

I may have wanted many things
And have wanted them all at once
Now what have I done?
I’ve been living on the brink
Someone had to go
I could call you but I won’t

I got tickets for the party
Free drinks till the morning
But I’m gonna take it slow
Kick back in the taxi
Sleeping on the backseat
But I’m gonna take it slow

There’s a place where I could take you Sunday morning
There’s a past and there’s a future and a moment in between
But it might be just a dream

I got tickets for the party
Free drinks till the morning
But I’m gonna take it slow
Kick back in the taxi
Sleeping on the backseat
But I’m gonna take it slow