I don't love the mountains. And I don't love the sea. And I don't love Jesus. He never done a thing for me. I ain't pretty like my sister. Or smart like my dad.
Out among the stars I sail. way beyond the moon. In my silver ship I sail. A dream that ended too soon. Now I know exactly who I am. and what I'm here for.
Out among the stars I sail. way beyond the moon. In my silver ship I sail. A dream that ended too soon. Now I know exactly who I am. and what I'm here for.
Still in my heart. After all these years. Separated by time. And now by distance. I couldn't allow myself to feel. The loss that I feel right now. As I put this song down.
Hate New York City. It's cold and it's damp. And all the people dressed like monkeys. Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos. That town's a little bit too rugged.
Broken windows and empty hallways. A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray. Human kindness is overflowing. And I think it's going to rain today.
Broken windows and empty hallways. A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray. Human kindness is overflowing. And I think it's going to rain today.