Mikey Graham
Текст песни Hey Man

Well I«m sitting at the back of a greyhound
Just about to leave town
Wondering what the hell went on here
And what the hell was going down

But now it«s morning
And it«s time I moved on
I«m feeling kind of crucified
And my body«s feeling kind of worn
And all I kept thinking was

Chorus

Hey, hey man
Hey man
Hey, hey man
Hey man

Well I«m in a kind of conversation
With some they call Jack
Talkin« bout some of the memories
And wishin« that he«d bring them all back

But now it«s morning
And it«s time I moved on
I«m feeling kind of crucified
And my body«s feeling kind of worn

Chorus

After that I don«t remember
Much about what went on
But I must of had a real good time
If I wrote it all down here in this song
I said

Chorus

Don«t you know I feel no pain
I don«t know what that is
And I never see no shame in stealing one more kiss
You can walk a million miles and you«ll never meet yourself
And you«re passing through this life
Wishing you were someone else
I said

Chorus to fade