It's been three days I move in a haze walking back and forth
I clean the house I wash my face then I drive downtown
and I return to the place where the night took its shape and I look around
and I see your face... on the cover you are wanted by the police
The doctor's didn't have much hope said the pain in mom's throat would one day take her away
So you came after dark put in her your car then you disappeared in the night
I believe you took her up north where the good trees still grow now they've lost your trail
Now I see your face.... on the cover you are wanted for what you've released yes by the police
Did you think that you could change all that life has prearranged and be the one to break the mould and breathe some life back in it
Now I think the world will see what it really needs to see again and feel again and see a love that sets off alarms
a hospital is no place to die
I've got some time cause the train is late these songs are full of times like these
Well the night has a chill and the hands on the clock are patient and the thoughts in my head are having dirty conversations the kind that make us change phone booths into bedrooms
we have phone calls from phone booths from Moonbeam to old Berlin and I miss those morning bells with you in the morning
I've got some time cause the train is late these times are full of songs like these
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