Eugene Mcguinness A Child Lost In Tesco
I climbed up the dizzy heights
Just me, and the moon in an empty sky
The tiny cars, and trucks, and fairy lights
As if the stars never learned how to fly
And like a child lost in Tesco
I'm walking down the middle of every aisle
What I'm looking for, I don't know
Just want my name to be passed around for a while
I'm staring at a lady's face
So young, but weathered, dead with fake tan
Heavy earrings dangle, oh with no grace
And she's pushing an empty pram
Just like a child lost in Tesco
But she's climbing up the dizzy heights
Of the sweetness of going solo
But oh, the bitterness of lonely nights, the bitterness
of lonely nights
The bitterness of lonely nights
