I was a lonely boy Out there searching Couldn't find much joy Too old to fake it Too young to hide it away I played the master thief Stealing the lives
At least we had the sense to know what's done is done Now I'm not saying we never had fun We made love like a speeding train but we'd end up back on earth
There?s papers scattered on the lawn, birds up on the line. There?s letters left unopened here, that never is the time. There?s messages I should return
You were born on a windswept morn Under the summer sky They moved you past all the kids in your class You never even asked why Oh the golden days Lying
Take me down to the riverside Wash me up from this dusty ride I'll pitch my tent in a field nearby When I see you all my spirit starts to fly Ah the
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