Bedsitter Land

Bedsitter Land - Leo Sayer

Written by：Frank Farrell/Leo Sayer

I'm thinking of taking the easy way out

Open the window and fall to the ground

I could do it wouldn't be much to it

I gotta little place here in the city

It's kinda small and dirty

It's a bedsitter

And there's a lot of us living here

Wall to wall in one big house

And when the night comes down

I can see a lot of lonely lights

There are people in there breathing

But it don't seem right

In the streets way down below me

I'm listening for just one sound

But nobody comes around in bedsitterland

And there's a man down below me

On the balcony crying to be heard

Screaming to be heard

I'm haunted by his words

And the people in the street

Just shrug their shoulders saying he's disturbed

He's in another world screaming at the birds

Crying to be heard I hear his every word

I've slept in the gutter on a summer's day

Oh I've bummed cigarettes in the night cafes

Oh I've joined the breadline

Believe I got a deadline

I gotta little place here in the city

Oh it's kind of small and dirty

It's a bedsitter

And there's a lot of us living here

Wall to wall in one big house

And when the night comes down

I can see so many lonely lights

There are people outside breathing

But I don't seem right

In the street way down below me

I'm listening for just a sound

But nobody comes around

Oh the lights are going down

Nobody comes around in bedsitterland