Burned out

I still know your brand of beer
I wish we'd be drinking here
all alone without the fear

first time we met I was on fire
I thought you too would never tire
but then you did and it ain't right

          oh oh oooh baby
          am I all burned out
          am I all burned out ?

I still hear the sizzling night
can feel you easy at my side
but these days I'm out of stride

I still feel the wooden benches
'fore we retreated to the trenches
because that is where the end is

          refr.

I guess I am a dreamer
I'll steal an ocean-steamer
and never evermore be seen here

I'll stare into the hot sun
'till both my eyes are gone
because nothing now is fun

       refr.


1977.