Find You Lost

Art Of Fighting

Find you somewhere at the end of the night coat for a pillow head like a kite
I only care for a single moment
You're 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 there's no escape from these long days these melting hours'
Well I don't want to see you and I don't need a fight
And nobody needs another drink tonight
What's good enough for you
Is not good enough for me
'Cause I don't want to find you lost
I don't want to find you found
I don't 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
That's when I hope I might
Yeah I hope I might
Just lose you tonight