I heard a song tonight It made me think of you All the pain the loss of love That's gone from inside You both seem so happy you could cry She says she
Once I had a brother ANd we grew up Looking out for each other And when he fucked up I did me best to cover his lies I hid him from the cops When he was
No one wants to hear his story ANother boring kid in town again Who stares at photograpghs Of far away friends Frustrated, he can't think clear His aspirations
I walk a crooked twisting path That seems to be landing nowhere I lead a loner's life Not what I meant to do I do what seemed to be the right thing at
Yeah, we say making changes starts by making changes in the little things you do "Revolution beging at home" Byr for most of us, it ends there too We'
Your time in the lights Came and went just as fast Stolen from you in your moment of glory It's an old story It's an old ghost you can't forget And you
The weary world is waiting For ambition to be played Now young and not afriad I've got a challenge Every Challenge that I know For I am just a sailor
Maybe I'm defensive 'cause it's my favorite song but you cheapen the passion every Time you sing along and laugh you take The photograpgh and recreate
30 days of traveling In Whitville, Tennessee Got 3 dollars in my pocket Got 3 kids to feed My sign says I will work for food My eyes say I'm in 'A working
Pacing, Thinking, Pacing, Thinking waiting, waiting Waiting by the phone that never rings Waiting for the letter That the postman never brings Telling
I stroked your ego with a lubricant Until you stand erect Instead of your limp guilt trips You should have come with a warantee Cause talk is cheap And
People came and go there's a lot of Places believe me I know worth Going to worth leaving from but Please take me when you leave or Believe in me and
Once I had a brother And we grew up looking out for each other And when he fucked up I did my best to cover his lies I hid him from the cops when he
I stroked your ego with a lubricant Until you stand erect Instead of your limp guilt trips You should have come with a warrantee Cause talk is cheap
I walk a crooked twisting path That seems to be leading nowhere I lead a loner's life Not what I meant to do I do what seemed to be The right thing
Yeah we say making changes Starts in the little things you do "Revolution begins at home" But for most of us it ends there, too We're doing something
