I am a failure, born without raising,
lost by myself
In the night, I'm a gambler,
cold-hearted rambler, lost by myself
Oh what a feeling, born to myself
Oh what a feeling
Time is an old friend to will not call ahead
Here's always the voice in my head
Who knows why we do when we do,
when we're lost in this cold blue
Blue
I am a failure, and I'm not busy being
I'm stored on the shelf
In the night, I'm a gambler,
cold-hearted rambler, lost by myself
Oh what a feeling, born to myself
Oh what a feeling
Time is an old friend to will not call ahead
Here's always the voice in my head
Who knows why we do when we do,
when we're lost in this cold blue
Blue
Oh what a feeling, oh what a feeling,
owned by myself,
warning my, warning my blue
Blue
Blue.