She says no need to worry. She says no need to rush. Says that's when your head starts spinning. And that's when you talk too much. . So I found the answers.
I walked to Long Island with nothing more. Than a paper hat I found to keep me warm. Sometimes it seems you get what you need. So let's decide darling, either we heal or we bleed.
Now it's your turn to leave behind the sunshine. Go and find yourself a good time. Be it New York or L.A.. . With all these rumors, war's been instigated.
Let me light you up a cigarette. Pull up a chair and I'll pour you some wine. Big hands lead me out west again. Through deserts, familiar faces and memories.