The Kid - Prep

It’s a cold wind

Cuts me in half

When I see you with him

In the back room

Head in my hands

Trying to keep hold of us

Like some ghost of a good time

A peach in cellophane

I wake up and hit the hall light

I’m on my own again

The kid won’t know how happy he’s been

Till he can’t get hold of you

The guy won’t know what loneliness is

Till he can’t get hold of you

At the deep end

Catching my breath

How long was I under?

I remembered

Just what he said

That night when you couldn’t stop laughing

Like some ghost of a good time

A peach in cellophane

I wake up and hit the hall light

I’m on my own again

The kid won’t know how happy he’s been

Till he can’t get hold of you

The guy won’t know what loneliness is

Till he can’t get hold of you

Don’t know how late it is

I need to calm my head down

Took the wrong medicine

I’m seeing stars again

The kid won’t know how happy he’s been

Till he can’t get hold of you

The guy won’t know what loneliness is

Till he can’t get hold of you

The kid won’t know how happy he’s been

Till he can’t get hold of you

The guy won’t know what loneliness is

Till he can’t get hold of you