Walkin` Home Alone — текст песни (Stan Ridgway)

Now there`s last sunday`s paper
Crumpled up and rollin` down the street
Away
And there`s a piece of gum
Just waitin` for a ride on someone`s feet
Today

And tonight I`ll be walkin` home alone

Now, there`s a million things I said
And twice as many that I didn`t say
Yay-ay
And I remember an afternoon
A broken coffee cup, and some Broadway tune
And I shook her hand
And I said okay

And now as I stroll by some skinny dog
Left outside without a bone
Tonight, I`ll be walkin` home alone

And tonight I`ll be walkin` home alone

And ain`t it funny how one afternoon
Can make two people stop and say
That all the time they spent together
Didn`t really mean that much anyway... no, not much.
Just a sinkful of dirty dishes
And a picture in a drawer
And a hairbrush on the table
And a hole punched in a door
And if she were here right now
I`d tell her things I never told her before

So now I hear a clock and I get up fast
Draw the curtain on a brand new day
I can`t wait to get this cast off
The telephone`s deadI guess they turned it off today
Turn the key on the mailbox slot
Lookin` for a letter, but bills is all I`ve got
And even the cat she left me with
Is goin` out with someone else

So put another quarter in the jukebox, Pete
But don`t play that one with the sad trombone
`Cause tonight, I`ll be walkin` home alone
And tonight, I`ll be walkin` home alone
All alone
Walkin` home
All alone.