A Symphony Of Crickets
John Floreani
Put out my last cigarette for a while
As a symphony of crickets announce the night
In the chorus I am deafened by the light
Of paying for my years, twenty-five
'Cause I'd have killed myself by now if not for you
I know you hate it when I say it, but it's true
'Cause baby I ain't got nothing
Baby I ain't got nothing
If I don't have you
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah