Live at Dark Horse, forget the roses from Truckee, California, U.S.A.
ADD.
Woke up this morning, it's a brand new day, try to roll over, and I'm not sure if I'm
here to say, she says, boy, choose two things your own way.
When I was a young boy, didn't hair too good?
Now I'm so much older, and it's understood why they say, boy, you choose two things your own way.
They say, boy, you choose two things your own way.
Your own way.
Being stuck in headlights when you can barely see, drinking too much coffee, blowing desperate leaves.
At your bedroom window, joy locked in sleep, and I'm just so focused in the hold down world,
passing right by me, right by me.
Another couple call me and stare into space,
take a mental picture of that love move on your face.
How it says, boy, you just do things your own way.
Your own way.
Being stuck in headlights when you can barely see, drinking too much coffee, blowing desperate leaves.
At your bedroom window, joy locked in sleep, don't know where I'm going here.
The hold down world is passing right by me.
Right by me.
Thank you.
