I look at her and have to smile. As we go driving for a while. Her hair blowing in the open window of my car. And as we go the traffic lights. Watch them glimmer in her eyes.
Sing, sing at the top at your voice. Love without fear in your heart. Yeah and feel, feel like you still have a choice. If we all light up we can scare away the dark.
Well, I met him in Minnesota,. He was dark and overcast.. With long, grey hair and eyes that stared. Through me like I was glass.. I asked "Where are you going to?".
Sometimes I feel I'm going nowhere. Sometimes I'm sure I never will. She said it's 'cos I'm always moving. I never notice 'cos I never stand still. . Sometimes I feel like I'm falling.
Well, the walls are turning yellow like a smoker's tooth. Cold as a call girl's smile in a phone booth. Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof. And nothing's changed....
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket. I'm not gonna roll it no I'm not gonna smoke it till were. staring at the stars and the rockets twinkling in the silvery night.
Shorty, get down, good Lord. Baby got 'em open all over town. Strictly biz, she don't play around. Cover much ground, cocaine by the pound. Getting paid is a forte.
Well, last night I couldn't sleep. I got up and started walking. Down to the end of my street. And on into town. Well I had no one to meet. And I had no taste for talking.
Well, you only need the light when it's burning low. Only miss the sun when it starts to snow. Only know you love her when you let her go. . Only know you've been high when you're feeling low.
Well grey clouds wrapped round the town like elastic. Cars stood like toys made of Taiwanese plastic. the boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain.
give me one last dance. while i still stand. give me one last chance. to build my house upon the sand. give me one last hope of holding water in my hands.
While we're wild and free. We'll skip like were stones on the sea. Sing like the birds in the trees. That crow outside your window. . While we're new and young.
I'm sitting in the railway station.. Got a ticket for my destination.. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.. And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band..
I hate racist blokes, telling tasteless jokes. And explaining where people belong. I hate ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs. And talk through every fucking song.
They say home is where the heart is. but my heart is wild and free. So am I homeless. Or just heartless?. Did I start this?. Did it start me?. . They say fear is for the brave.
I know a man with nothing in his hands, nothing but a rolling stone. He told me about when his house burnt down,. And he lost everything he owned. He lay asleep for six whole weeks,.
Tell me one more lie my dear. Tell me one more lie my dear. Tell me one more lie my dear. Tell me one more lie my dear. . There's lights on in a window.
Well I don't know how and I don't know why. When something's living well you can't say die. You feel like laughing but you start to cry. I don't know how and I don't know why.
Do you remember how this first begun?. Teeth were white and our skin was young. Eyes as bright as the Spanish Sun. We had nothing we could hide. . Now my dear we are two golden leaves.
Fill my lungs full of smoke. Fill my belly full of beer. Fill my nights with bad jokes. told by folks full of fear. . Fill my eyes with a stinging. Fill my time with wishing she was here.