I was numb, I couldn't sleep Gently strung out on caffeine Did I fall in love or was I just delirious? I was dumb, found you My dirty mind was wanderin
Well I tasted love so sweet Played around but not for keeps I'd never been knocked off my feet until you came along In the room surrounding me are angels
You can put a stick in my spokes I can be the butt of your jokes I can be the laughing stock, I can be the hoax But I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't
You can put a stick in my spokes I can be the butt of your jokes I can be the laughing stock, I can be the hoax But I ain't gonna lose you No, I ain't
There ain't no reason things are this way It's how they've always been and they intend to stay I can't explain why we live this way We do it every day
A desert sunrise, you warm my soul Painting me in shades of clay Covering me whole And I'm a lizard, sunbathing in your radiance Oh i come out of hiding
Now's not the time to be so sad and mournful We are going to the funeral and we'll be dancing the night away So, so, so don't be so shy, we are living
Don't Forget, Don't Forget Mmhmm That I believe In You Should you forget, should you forget Let me remind you That I am behind you You were a secret,
I am a dreamer and I'm a lover I've been let down and I've loved and lost I've been alone I've been far from home Follow your heart Follow your heart
Artist: Brett Dennen Song: Make You Crazy Feat Femi Kuti Brett Dennen - Make You Crazy Feat Femi Kuti Lyrics You Know, It`s hard to be Yourself, Free
Burned out in the lawn in Tuscon, Arizona With the scavengers on 4th Avenue Feeling old, boredom of the second hand stores Hoping maybe I could find something
Well, I dreamed I went out wandering I heard promises become fables forgotten I saw bridges stretching out across the water And towers pushing taller
Beyond the rules of religion The cloth of conviction Above all the competition Where fact and fiction meet There's no color lines cast or classes There
Well, the witches stare with their limbs akimbo Silhouettes a statues up in the window Call me the coming with the crooked crescendo But I don't Devotees
You haven't said it but I hear it so loud And there's a cloud around your head, yes it is I stick around, I could be a stranger in your town Or I could
In the womb of winter, summer seems a myth In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind Born to a world where it is fine just to fit in From the cradle
When I arrived in my old set of clothes I was half a world away from my home And I was hunted by the wolves and I was heckled by the crows Darlin? do
crows ravaging a field of wheat stars jealous of the moon scarecrows know their own defeat envy and the heart that it consumes today i walked without
