Sleep Alone - The Wonder Stuff

Do you remember when I spoke to you?

I was easy then, and I’m easy now

I still sit at home twitching my fingers

Playing the songs of my favorite singers

Easy then, I’m easy now

And when the days turn into nights

And the nights turn into days

She would say.

(Oh I wish she’d stay)

«This house is not my home»

I choose to sleep alone

I’m not waiting for the telephone

No, I’m not waiting for the telephone

Oh no