Sweet Isolation Songtext
von Nathan Reich

Lying on the backseat, I'm sick
Ashamed of the things I did
The radio is whispering, and I'm hardly listening
Something is missing
And it's keeping me awake
I turn the engine on
Rubbing my hands til' it's warm
The windshield is frozen
And the stoplight is broken
And I was just hoping that you might call
My sweet isolation, is pulling me apart
And I feel it most, when it's after dark
And how did this happen?
Why? I don't know
I think I'm done here I want to come home
So I hear you talking again
And you don't approve of the places I've been
No I don't love her
But she offered me comfort
But comfort mean nothing
If it don't come from you
My foolish decisions
Are pulling me apart
I feel it most when it's after dark
How did this happen?
Why? I don't know
I think I'm done here
I want to come home