Art Of Fighting Find You Lost
Find you somewhere at the end of the night coat for a pillow head like a kite
I only care for a single moment
Youre lying like sleep never comes to you right head in you hands legs out tight
Under still burning light
You say wicked summer wicked sun theres no escape from these long days
These melting hours
Well i dont want to see you and i dont need a fight
And nobody needs another drink tonight
What's good enough for you
Is not good enough for me
Cause i dont want to find you lost
I dont want to find you found
I dont want to find you any time or any place around
Not even on a better day
Or even in some other way
Cause every time i find you lost i have to find you on your way
Thats when i hope i might
Yeah i hope i might
Just lose you tonight
