I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight. On a bed of California stars. I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight. On a bed of California stars. . I'd love to feel.
Got a box full of letters,. Think you might like to read. Some things that you might like to see,. But they're all addressed to me. . Wish I had a lotta answers,.
You've got a blue-eyed soul,. And if you don't let it show,. It'll leave you, you won't even know,. Without your blue-eyed soul. . Can you keep it simple? Can you let the snare crack?.
I watch the clock, a lot. To see where I'm at, in the plot. Its like a movie starring me. Its all so moving to me. . And I don't wanna leave. This walking dream.
Are your garments all spotless?. Are they white as the snow?. Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?. . Is your soul all spotless?. Is it clean as the snow?.
At my window sad and lonely. Oft times do I think of thee. Sad and lonely and I wonder. Do you ever think of me?. Every day is sad and lonely. Every night is sad and blue.
The cash machine is blue and green. For a bundle of twenties and a small service fee. I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents. On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes.
There's an airline plane. Flies to heaven everyday. Past the pearly gates. . If you want to ride this train. Have your ticket in your hand. Before it is too late.
The ashtray says. You were up all night. When you went to bed. With your darkest mind. Your pillow wept. And covered your eyes. And you finally slept.
The ashtray says. You were up all night. When you went to bed. With your darkest mind. Your pillow wept. And covered your eyes. And you finally slept.
Was I in your dreams. I'd like to know. Did I touch your hand and did it feel like snow?. Try to understand while I've got you on the phone. . Did I hurt you like I know I can?.
I am not a shadow. I am flesh and blood. Meet me in the middle. If you think you could. If you think you could. . If I'm walking in the dark. I'm whispering.
When you get back from wherever. Let me know what it's like. And Ill tell you, Ill tell you. What it's like to watch you go. . You say, Hey, whats that mean.
There's a guitar leaning on a Marshall stack. Used to sound like the sun on the horizon, now I think we've been had. There's a young girl screaming all the way in the back.
My Lord told His disciples. "After I'm risen and gone. You'll meet with troubles and trials. Bear your rebukes and scorns". . "My warfare will soon be ended.
Are you surprised it's me. Hope I didn't wake anybody. Honey, please wait up for me. I miss you more than I need sleep. . Guess I'll let you go. Even though I don't want to.
I've been searching. And you've been gone. Out looking for the shortest path. To the one that you're on. . And I've already seen. All I wanna see. Come on, let's take the long cut.
I don't know what you've been through. You might think that I don't care. But I do. . And I've tried to understand. I've tried to understand your abuse.
All my daydreams are disasters. She's the one think I love. Rivers burn then run backwards. For her, that's enough. . They all come from New York City.