Pastures Of Plenty Lyrics - Singles - Bruce Hornsby

Hey now, where are you going? 

Where are you going, to my friend? 

Said, "I'm going out to find the pastures of plenty 

I believe they're out there somewhere" 

Did you hear about the girl alone in the world? 

Thought she was losing her mind 

She found it in the discarded refuse pile 

Down near the railroad line 

A book of sonnets torn and tattered 

A few remained intact 

One held the key, she said to me 

To getting some feeling back 

Sometimes my head turns round and round 

Sometimes you talk but I can't hear a sound 

Sometimes I look down, find my feet off the ground 

I feel that I'm somewhere else bound 

Hey now, where are you going? 

Where are you going, to my friend? 

Said, "I'm going out to find the pastures of plenty 

I believe they're out there somewhere" 

She looked down the railroad track 

Lined with trees on each side 

She prayed for the strength to run to the boxcar 

To pull herself up for the ride 

You invite me to your house, you're so sincere 

We sit so close for a while 

You reach out for me in the low light so clear 

But you look like you're frowning when you smile 

Hanging around just to see what could happen 

Hanging on by, oh, the thinnest thread 

Sometimes I see the faintest glimpse 

Sometimes I feel I'd be better off in bed 

Hey now, where are you going? 

Where are you going, to my friend? 

Said, "I'm going out to find the pastures of plenty 

I believe they're out there somewhere"