Lonely Hour (with Piers Faccini)

On my own Sunday afternoon Saturday lingers in the air lonely hour hurting in my head yesterday's a lifetime away Did I say the wrong thing again I don't really know any more And where does the past really go? Walk on move walk don't ever stop doubt move from behind me where I can see your back walk on move one foot then the next doubt move from behind me with remorse and regret Empty streets beer cans on the ground I can't help kicking one around Stolen kiss did I move too fast Your taste hanging on my lips Alcohol pulls me well, right out of my shell and my fears Tired of the games that we play lie after lie (ending up in tears) Walk on move walk don't ever stop doubt move from behind me where I can see your back walk on move one foot then the next doubt move from behind me with remorse and regret If I don't tell you now how I feel maybe I never will never will in the cold light of day I can see I'd rather not be alone another day Walk on move walk don't ever stop doubt move from behind me where I can see your back walk on move one foot then the next doubt move from behind me with remorse and regret Walk on move walk don't ever stop doubt move from behind me where I can see your back walk on move one foot then the next doubt move from behind me always tripping up my step