Lyrics Rooftops - Liz Lawrence

That toy that you got from an old cereal box
Takes pride of place on my window ledge
Them pop-cap guns and your father's benson
Are gonna make a man out of you some day

And ain't it funny how it's all worked out?
You got a job and a family now
And I'm singing these same old songs
In empty bars and cheap restaurant
But it feels like a matter of days
And I can run on all the games we play
Sitting on the rooftops after dawn
Drinking in the sky and eating the stars

Then running home for tea of mash and gravy
Shipping for castings on the radio
And mama's in her straights saying she only does her best
But we don't appreciate where the money goes

Would you even recognise me now?
I lost love and I've fallen down
Felt the weight of the world on my shoulder
My young face got a little bit older
Had my heart bent, torn in two
I surely hope it doesn't happen to you
Sitting on the rooftops after dawn
Drinking in the sky and eating the stars

I won't tie my laces, I won't brush my hair
I won't wear nice dresses on a Sunday
I say three hail Mary's and I'll make my peace
Friday night DJs down the alley

Ain't it funny how it's all worked out?
You got a job and a family now
And I'm singing these same old songs
In empty bars and cheap restaurants
But it feels like a matter of days
And I could run on all the games we play
Sitting on the rooftops after dawn
Drinking in the sky and eating the stars
Had my heart bent, torn in two
Surely hope it doesn't happen to you
Sitting on the rooftops after dawn
Drinking in the sky and eating the stars