Peer Gunt Handful Of Sand
I woke up this morning
Lying under my bed
With hell's bells in my ears
A runaway truck in my head
I tried to get off the floor
But my feet wouldn't carry me
I tried to open my eyes
But the light was too bright to see
Last night
I left my lovin' woman
Told her to hit the road
To find herself another man
I don't know why it took so long
Don't know what went wrong
I only know that she is gone
A I feel good all alone
Standing on my own two feet
Taking my trouble to the street
All of those years
All of those nights
They keep falling through your fingers
Like a handful of sand
Now that you're gone baby
I can finally speak my mind
I never told you too much
Kept everything inside
All my life
I wished I had a home
But I held my secret baby
Like a dog holds a bone
Standing on my own two feet
Taking my trouble to the street
All of those years
All of those nights
They keep falling through your fingers
All of those years
All of those nights
They keep falling through your fingers
Like a handful of sand
