Текст песни Light Sleepers - Soft Cell

Light sleepers in the early morning cafe
Six o'clock at the break of the day
Light sleepers, what did you find in the life you left behind?
Did you lose yourself on the way?
Lonely drifters in their own world
What's on your mind, a guy or a girl?
The life you have, the life you like, a Harley-Davidson motorbike
Light sleepers in the early morning cafe
Watching the sun come up over LA
Light sleepers lost in their thoughts, some still in a dream of sorts
Americana, bitter black, helps the day to start on track
Lonely drifters whose ship has sailed
Business problems, marriage failed
Maybe growing old has caused the need for space and silent thought
Sun comes up behind the trees, looks like a '70s album sleeve
Aviator glasses hide the lack of sleep in my red eyes
And though their look may seem forlorn
Like me, they want to hear the birds at dawn
Light sleepers, I'm with you
No time to sleep, too much to do
Life slips away with time, I want to make the most of mine
So I'm one of the light sleepers, too
I'm one of the light sleepers, too
I'm one of the light sleepers, too