Desolate Towns

It's in the tightly packed rooms of the desolate towns you can feel it An atmosphere that can stick to your lungs and your soul The kind of romance, that starts and ends with a dance, and a mixer For the drinks that you spill when the lines and the pills take their toll The kind of romance that starts and ends with a dance Just a glance Someone and only Well I know that I could have been there Someone and only Well I know that I could have been Feeling and feeling only Feeling the things you told me Feeling and feeling only You've got a sparsely packed mind of the oblivious kind and you're thinking Under your tongue there's signs of some fun but not a kiss Just a kiss Someone and only Well I know that I could have been there Someone and only Well I know that I could have been Feeling and feeling only Feeling the things you told me Feeling and feeling only Someone and only Well I know that I could have been there Someone and only Well I know that I could have been Feeling and feeling only Feeling the things you told me Feeling and feeling only