Thought I might get a rocket ride When I was a child but it was a lie That I told myself when I needed something good 17 had a better dream now I'm 33
Hey 3, 4 If I could make it rain today And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter I would just to get a change of pace Things are getting worse,
All I want is something good It gets harder every time She is leaving here tonight Take a breath, take your time Spread your wings and rise Make a mark
All my friends got flowers in their eyes But I got none this season All of the last ten years' blooms have gone and died Time doesn't give a reason Well
The devil's in the dreamin' He tells you I'm not sleepin' in my hotel room alone With nothing to believe in you dive into the traffic rising up And it
Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are
I get so nervous, I'm shaking It's so I got no pride at all It gets so bad but I just keep coming back for more Guess I just get off on that stuff I'
Staring out of his window as the world rushes by Arthur Robinson closes the glass and replies, "I dream of Ballerinas and I don't know why but I see Cadillac
She sat right down on the sofa Said, "Where have you been, I've been waitin' for you? 'Cause last night I had something so good These days get so long
I'm always thinking of someone new I'm never sitting, okay with you There's always something else on my mind There's always something I can't find You
Can you see me Up on a building From down on the pavement Or out in the crowd? Can you see me Through the glare of the lamp post? I am walking a tightrope
Cowboys on the road tonight crying in their sleep If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand and some promises to keep Who wanted to change the world
Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run I got a call to go to a late night picture show So I traded
A picture of Amsterdam Bare trees under glass Framed in the gray and white afternoon light Of a winter long past When I was a riser To Dublin I'd roam
Take a message to your head Stay beside her in the bed You were so stupid to believe in Things you couldn't see then make 'em all you want If you haven
Colored rubbers and a bedroom set I wouldn't know it if it hit me You take a little step and then it feels like love I think I better get a little of
I sold my piano, it couldn't come with me I locked up my bedroom and I walked out into the air Nothing I needed is left there behind me I walk out through
Have you seen the little pieces of the people we have been? Little pieces blowing gently on the wind They have flown down California, they have landed