Lyrics The Clientele

The Clientele

Somebody Changed

Back on the streets every day is the same, lord

Girls in the trees have the faces of angels

Somebody changed

It's like the year has another face

Smilin' all night long through the glass and the pine

You paint the nighttime blue

Lord and the daytime too

Lost in the night with you

I don't wanna wake

I don't wanna wake up

High on a dream, weary nights of the victory

Heading home kicking stones on the ride

Down in the lane I was so home till I saw your face

But it was just my mind playin' games with the light

You paint the nighttime blue

Lord and the daytime too

Lost in the night with you

I don't wanna wake

I don't wanna wake up

Back on the streets every day is the same, lord

Girls in the trees have the faces of angels