Little Joe Lyrics

Iowa Super Soccer Little Joe

Little Joe was sitting on the sofa
and smoking cigarettes
Little Joe was sitting on the sofa
and thinking about the new day
I remember he was the first one who I met
I remember he was the first one who I took away

Somewhere in this town
He is talking to me

Grey street was underneath our feet
Nobody was there
Joey asked: “How can I steal all those lights
Which’re shining above us?”
I remember this hope painted on his face
I remember he didn’t even say goodbye that day

Somewhere in this town
He is talking to me (x6)