Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I dont know Cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head And some blond gave me nightmares, think that shes still in my bed As I dream about movies They wont make of me when Im dead With an ironclad fist I wake up and french kiss the morning While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head While were talking About all of the things that I long to believe About love, the truth, what you mean to me and the truth is Baby youre all that I need I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight Ill sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on a bed of roses Well Im so far away each step that I takes on my way home A kings ransom in dimes Id give each night To see through this pay phone Still I run out of time or its hard to get through Till the bird on the wire flies me back to You Ill just close my eyes, whisper baby blind love is true I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight Ill sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on a bed of roses Well this hotel bars hangover whiskeys gone dry The barkeepers wigs crooked And shes giving me the eye Well I might have said yeah But I laughed so hard I think I died Ooh yeah Now as you close your eyes Know Ill be thinking about you While my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again Tonight I wont be alone But you know that dont mean Im not lonely Ive got nothing to prove for its you that Id die to defend I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight Ill sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight Ill sleep on a bed of nails I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on a bed of roses Old song, old memory
Posted on: Mon, 15 Sep 2014 10:45:06 +0000
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