I've been feeling awfully odd, today
without a title it seems.
No seats on the bus, only the eyes that stare
Ahead
My head, it spins today.
watching the sky behind Nelson,
No seats on the steps, i'll take the floor
Instead
I thought of you, today.
i dropped everything i held
No seats inside, i'll sit out in the cold
Alone.
The bobble on my hat fell off, today.
Absence of warmth, made cold my thoughts
No seats in my life, i saved them all
For you
