I have words in me that I need to tell you, There are times in my life, when I know what I want, I walked away once before, I won't walk away again,
Guinevere in my castle in Normandy Make a new home with me come follow me down Guinevere all my honor and glory Will just be a story of the fall of
Late afternoon back in New York town Waking up as the wheels touch down Pick up my guitar and walk away Wish I was going home to stay Line of taxis,
This news won?t break my heart It?s already been blown apart I feel like a helpless girl In this tender troubled world Another bomb lights up the night
Woke up scared in the middle of the night He reached for the bottle and turned on the light Looked at the clock, this can't be right I'm not dreaming
Let me sit beside you, take a good long look at you I'll memorize you, so I always find you Smiling at me in my rear view In the broken white line that
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich And welcome me back to town? Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor And I'll tell you how it
Out on a secret journey I met a holy man His blindness was his wisdom I'm such a lonely man You will see light in the darkness You will make some sense
In night, inside, at night No whispers, no worries, no words Just light fills the corner of your eye Take me in, take me in Cold sky, dark Montana, long
Somewhere out there in the world tonight Just out of my reach I hear your heart beat It's coming in loud and clear tonight Pounding in my brain Calling
them anymore Nothing to look her best for I'm thirteen, I'm with my mother She doesn't know my name I remind her I'm Lucy But she looks at me the same
Answer me when I call to you What became of the life I knew Tell me why I can't be free Tell me what you expect of me I'm so down about it I can't sleep
There is no one else around the road is quiet, the only sound Is wind that sounds like cars that sound like breathing The desert air is hot and dry two
Sadness is a little boy looking Out the window high above the city, Counting statues of people on the buildings, Thinking that the people are forever
Never been so lonesome Never been so blue It's midnight on the highway I'm coming back for you Stuck in Ozona Texas Out on highway 10 I'm going to Arizona
Joe threw another tantrum He could not to be understood He cries like baby Samson His English is not good Joe's boss of the kitchen But on the outside
I was only a girl when I went out on my own You wrapped me up warm and just let me go Now I live at the far end of this long distance line And I'm just
Hole in my head, hole in my head I need a boy like you like a hole in my head I need a boy like you like a hole in my head Let's just say, we will and