Haircut One Hundred - So Tired lyrics

Scent on a postcard A memory left behind Warm hand, cool look but no time... Winsome lose some Hung up on old flame My heart depends on fire So who am I to make demands on love? "...Relax and walk on by" So tired So tired Beaten like a drum So tired Living life alone So tired Beaten like a drum Kiss the right faces And tap the party line Short measure of cheap skate pleasure Easier said than done Sip the night water But not too drunk to say Well just who am I to ever hope to love you? I'd turn and shy away So tired So tired Beaten like a drum So tired Living life alone So tired Beaten like a drum Once upon a bed You said you loved me Once upon a bed Those eyes of blue Now what am I supposed to do? So tired - So tired Beaten like a drum So tired Live my life alone, so alone Once upon a bed You said you loved me Once upon a bed Those eyes of blue And what am I to rhyme with 'you'? Now I lie alone and so defenceless Dream of love in sunny daze with you So tired...