Rickie Lee Jones. The Sermon On Exposition Boulevard. It Hurts. Zeneszám

It makes me laugh
When I think about us
The way we light up the way home
It's you for us
And one for all
It caught me in its ray

But it hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
When you're gone

Now we've got a sunny day
We earned this, every twinkle, every eye
But Monday I forget
Wednesday I just don't get
Thursday I remember and
Sunday I cry

Cause it hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
When you're gone

And it hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
When you're gone
Oh, oh
Caught me in its ray

And I know I'd never go back
It's broken-hearted street
And a paranoid street lamp
My only precious thing I had has been broken
But I'm soulful and grateful and gleeful
Hey, hey yeah
Caught me in its ray


(Thanks to Franco for these lyrics)