A Child Lost In Tesco - Eugene McGuinness

I climbed up the dizzy heights

Just me, and the moon in an empty sky

The tiny cars, and trucks, and fairy lights

As if the stars never learned how to fly

And like a child lost in Tesco

I’m walking down the middle of every aisle

What I’m looking for, I don’t know

Just want my name to be passed around for a while

I’m staring at a lady’s face

So young, but weathered, dead with fake tan

Heavy earrings dangle, oh with no grace

And she’s pushing an empty pram

Just like a child lost in Tesco

But she’s climbing up the dizzy heights

Of the sweetness of going solo

But oh, the bitterness of lonely nights, the bitterness of lonely nights

The bitterness of lonely nights