sky is broken
and stars are shining low
clouds are wide open
contrails slowly fading away
wine
both of us in frozen car
tape
repeating songs round and round
night
just like every friday it s the same
soon
something has to happen soon
chorus:
we ´re drinking in a car tonight
we ´re waiting for the angels light
we ´re drinking in a car again
we ´re drinking to kill the pain