The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.
There was music in the cafes at night;
And revolution in the air.
Does she know I still care?
Roses are red, violets are blue;
And time is beginning to crawl
You were trying to break into another world;
A world I never knew.;
I always kind of wondered;
If you ever made it through.
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
don't criticize;
what you can't understand.
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
If the bible is right, the world will explode
Tough Mama;
Can I blow a little smoke on you?
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink;
Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.
Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.
When we meet again;
Introduced as friends;
Please don't let on that you knew me when;
I was hungry and it was your world.
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
I like the cool way you look at me,;
Everything about you is bringing me;
Misery.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag;
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag;
Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?;
If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe
