Lyrics to The Third Man

the concert was good

and we took a taxi home

too bax full of music

i couldn't sleep on my own

why were u so worry?

i couldn't understand you

you said you'd be a gentleman

but did i really want you to



i saw you in the morning

but you were too sleepy to speak

i saw you in the evening

cut your hair and play my song



what about the third man?

will you meet me tomorrow?

will you still be my friend next week?

will you even remember me?