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
She brings her friends so we won't have to be alone I fear I might lose composure without warning I am a child of fire, I am a lion I have desires and
Wasted time running scared When all of love needs is to be believed in All those springs come and gone Passed like trains and box cars, leaving But I
You know I don't like you but you wanna be my friend There are bodies on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings It's okay, I'm angry but you'll
Anything's hard to change But hey I got you down on your knees again You watch the sky, it's a pale parade of passing clouds That cover the bed upon which
Start tearin' the old man down Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turnin' the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle
Just down the street from your hotel, baby I stay at home with my disease Ain't this position familiar, darling? Well, all monkeys do what they see Help
Fadin' everything to black and blue You look a lot like you Shatter in the blink of an eye You keep sailin' right on through Every time you say you're
I'm a Russian, Jew, American Impersonating African, Jamaican What I want to be is an Indian I'm gonna be a cowboy in the end I guess I bought a gun Because
"My turn this time", he says "Never get better than this We never get better than bad My turn this time", he said "Now I can do what I want Now I can
