Letra de The Third

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?