Testo 3 P.M.

everyday at three i turn my music on
and now i play it twice as loud
seems that everybody is gone
i'm alone once again
i think i'm going mad
i wish that i could say there is gonna be a brighter day
hoping for what's not
life going nowhere i realize life without you lord ain't worth being here
i'm alone once again
i think i'm going mad
i wish that i could say there is gonna be a brighter day
and now i sit in my home
waiting for a phone call
someone to talk to
someone to fill this hole
i wish sometimes that my heart can be softened
jesus i hear you knockin'