Now let me get this straight Lady's always late Cause she still moanin' For her golden age heroes And she's fadin' Like a cemetery rose but I'm glad if we can make it through
Great painters and poets Have let you down But you still proudly Livin' on you past And it's time to move on At last And try to bring something new
You're my home The only place I've ever known The smiling face On my front door My city made of tears The shadow of what I adore
I've got money In my pocket But not enough to make it Cause lady's use to live in luxury I guess she want me down on my knees But I tell you it's too much for me
Now let me get this straight Lady's always late Cause she still moanin' For her golden age heroes And she's fadin' Like a cemetery rose but I'm glad if we can make it through
You're my home The only place I've ever known Now the stranger On my back door My city made of tears The shadow of what I adore