Meet me in the morning. I'll have the motor running. Down icy lanes, under a glass blue sky. This is living. This is living. I haven't come to be a stranger.
Go to sleep Bobby D, here's a kiss. Don't worry your pretty head about this. . Me and Bobby D don't get along that easily. You told the world, "Be free, love life".
I punched the clock in at thirty-five. I thank the Lord that I'm still alive. Sometimes I find it hard to believe. That my hearts still beating. And I'm still on my feet.