Red dirt road in Tennessee Red dirt mud, slow wet feet Red dirt clay stuck in my heart Clogging up the way The tears come through I'm blue, just blue
I don't know why, I don't know why I don't know why it takes so long I cut my hair, I grow it back First the thought and then the act To think a plant
You named me judge the day that I was born You asked too much to fix what you had torn Things got out of hand, now I understand And I'm out of your range
Sometimes it's hard to say Even one thing true When all eyes have turned aside They used to talk to you And people on the streets seem to disapprove So
Left behind everything I knew All the colors but bone-white and sky-blue Hit the continent running Engines were humming just to break through Antarctica
Trying not to hope too hard for what I want Trying not to go too far with all the dreaming Oh, the disappointment, so hard to handle I'm still in the
're told The meaning of lust The soul of life When you're screaming from the sky It's now or never Inside your brain It's a hollow hideaway Out of
quot;cause you know, I'm gonna miss you When you're gone, oh, Wish I could hideaway Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway. Hideaway, hideaway, Hideaway, hideaway
soon, maybe tomorrow You can never tell 'Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you When you're gone, oh Wish I could hideaway Hideaway Hideaway Hideaway ...
It's the feeling of hate And the sickening sense you can't make it By yourself Losers heaven is the place I'm staying Could be lovers but I would be paying
The shallow need to feel wanted Worshiped and adored never be ignored I give you love but you don't see it You never understand My world is in your hands
Written by dewey bunnell, ©1976 Found on hideaway. (instrumental)
a little time away And I may give you mine And you could find me in the moon glow You find me underneath your pillow And we can find a little hideaway
you. Just follow the sun we will be one we'll lay in the sand and our love will be true just follow me follow me to Hemingway Hemingway Hemingway hideaway. Hemingway hideaway
I remember all the women Who cut me deep Like footprints in the sand Leading away from me But I got me an island, a hideaway to hide in When there's
: Precious moments when it's just we two At our secret hideaway Telling secrets just talking to You I love to meet you everyday At our secret hideaway
Stole the sun from my skies And in this darkness I am tossing Turning, lying wide awake Hold my breath, wish that I could find a place To hideaway Hideaway