The Boulevard Lyrics & Chords By Nguru

Another sunday morning,
Another sunday morning, eternal life
Look out of the window,
see the children playing on the street,
I sit so many ours here,
I think about the atmosphere
Oh getting older could be so strong
Oh why cant I remember how is it to be young
I see there is a cloudburst
Can hear the dry leafs falling to the ground
Winter time's a grey time
I miss the summer time indeed
Now its spitting on my cigarette,
it's raining on my red corvette
like a pitible creature walk I along
the streets to the memories how is it to be young
Refrain: what is my behaviour
What is my way to say I need
Love and understanding to survive
What is my way to say I bleed
I'm not so quick on the uptake
I'm a stranger in this world
I'm not a communist only a hanger on
Allone on the boulevard