Texty: Yazoo. Upstairs At Eric's. In My Room.
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I stand alone and watch the clock
I only wait for it to stop
And in the room locked up inside me
The cutout magazines remind me
I sit and wait alone in my room
And in my room against the wall
There is a picture very small
A photograph I took some years ago
It shows a picture in the room I know
I sit and wait alone in my room
The walls are white and in the night
The room is lit by electric light
I stand alone and watch the clock
I only wait for it to stop
The doors are shut and all the windows lock
The only sound is from the clock
I sit and wait alone in my room
The walls are white and in the night
The room is lit by electric light
I stand alone and watch the clock
I only wait for it to stop
And in the room locked up inside me
The cutout magazines remind me
I sit and wait alone in my room
And in my room against the wall
There is a picture very small
A photograph I took some years ago
It shows a picture in the room I know
I sit and wait alone in my room
The walls are white and in the night
The room is lit by electric light
I stand alone and watch the clock
I only wait for it to stop
The doors are shut and all the windows lock
The only sound is from the clock
I sit and wait alone in my room
The walls are white and in the night
The room is lit by electric light
Upstairs At Eric's