Let me hold you now till you fall asleep. Let's lay down and let it be. When the morning comes and wakes us up. We'll be back to being us again. . It's a trial by fire that we're going through.
He's got a hot rod El Camino. He's playin' Hendrix on the stereo. Wearin' blue jeans and high tops. He's got a .45 in the glove box. . And there's a preacher on the sidewalk.