Its a trick staying over ground on this egde of town today; We've been playing with fire for far to long, my babe, It is a load to the overload to the point of no return. These strange days of fascination far beyong concern.
I know i've been told he left me standing cold, I won't freeze up again, my chin up, no, I won't fall!
Vagabonds prayed I walk about, too delighted to walk my way, People talk too much when not too much to say. I know I have my share of bites to chew I have plenty of good friends who share my point of view.