Oh my...all time.....song Takin good care of your boy Seein that hes got clean clothes Puttin on his little red shoesI see you know hes got clean clothes A-puttin on his little red shoes A-pointin a finger at me And here I am Standing in your sad arrest Trying to do my very best Lookin straight at you Comin through, darlinYeah, yeah, yeah If I ventured in the slipstream PpBetween the viaducts of your dreams Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find me Would you kiss-a my eyes Lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again To be born again In another world In another world In another time Got a home on high Aint nothing but a stranger in this world Im nothing but a stranger in this world I got a home on high In another land So far away So far away Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven In another time In another place In another time In another place Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven We are goin up to heaven We are goin to heaven In another time In another place In another time In another place In another face Songwriters: MORRISON, VAN
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 06:27:10 +0000