In the cruel month gray morning. I woke up freezing cold. To possibly start over. Before the day got old. . To my anger in my solitude. I had to say goodbye.
Sweet 17 in summertime. Drunk on Elderberry wine. Laughing in the cornfields. And taking our sweet time. . The world was ours together. And all the things we had.
Inside these moments waiting. Beneath the windows of. 'The House of Love'. Like Romeo to Juliet above. . The lights out on the freeway. They lead me back to you.
There's a silent movie running off. Its real inside my mind. As I try to fall asleep tonight. On prescription lullabys. In the darkness there's a doorway.
You say there's nothin' wrong. With the lessons that you're learnin'. The school of the streets. You'll kick next year. Skateboardin' Hollywood and Vine.
I can't reach behind your eyes. You always look away. You hide behind your alibis. And change your mind. From day to day. . If there's something I can do.
Put on something pretty, baby. And turn down the lights. Let's leave the world outside the window. For just, just one night. . And show me. I'll show you what my love is good for.
In the real world. All that gold. All that silver prove. Is that the powerful own the truth. With their heckle and jeckyll smiles. Down to nickels and dimes.
Girl, sometimes it seems to me. That I don't say the things I should. To you I act like I'm no good. And you wait for me patiently. This house is not a home without you.
Fell out of the sky sometime in 1952. Through the radiance looking for my shoes. Daddy left and momma cried. Got a passport for the blues. I didn't share their hometown point of view.
Well I come home in the evening. To the same old house alone. And in the silence of these empty rooms. I take shelter from the storm. But I brought a paint box.
I've been out here in this wasteland. Throwing horseshoes at the stars. Nickel, silver, and pearl inlay. On an old guitar for my new life. . For the playwright and the printer.
Oh yeah, it ain't the way that you look at me. No, nor the way you talk. Could be a dark side coming out of me. But I just like that way that you walk.
We speak out like children. Of the dreams that we chase and pursue. These rights we hold precious. Say it loud enough and it'll be true. . In the company of strangers.
In my life I've seen such things. That I wish I had not seen. But through your eyes I can let it go. When you're lying here with me. . Sunshine knocking on my window.
Do you think you have to act like you're someone else with me. Like a cover girl or a Barbie doll or a beauty queen. You'll be gone when I wake up to the Rolling Stones.
The day begins with CNN. And it looks like World War III. The forecast calls for freezing rain. It doesn't matter much to me. The Wheel of Fortune never turns, it's all insanity.
I wait for sundown on the fire escape. And watch the passing cars downstairs. I'm high above Korean groceries. A sublet castle in the air. . It's down to cigarettes and rosaries.
From a desperate place, how do I reach you?. You know I scare myself, these crazy nights without you. And I feel no pain when I see you cry. We can turn it around now, you're my reason to try.
The first time that I saw you. You were dancin' on the beach. Poetry in motion. But you seemed so out of reach. And the waves were breakin' 'round you.