Lyrics
break the law if you must
Have you gone to the moon or the corner saloon, come back to me
hear my voice through the dim
Like a call from within, on your hands
Break the law if you must, catch a plane, come in pain or in joy
In a box or a tray, i don t care this is where you should be
Take a train, curse your soul when will you come back to me
must i fight city hall
call for free on a pass
In a bag or a trunk shut up, hear my voice through the dim, come back to me
Hear my voice through the dim, hop a freight Day, dr marc chabot
Catch a plane, leave a sign on your door Clear, come back to me
come in pain or in joy
Let your bed go unmade, come back to me
catch a breeze
I don t care this is where you should be, let your bed go unmade Me, come by steam
deux chevaux
Must i fight city hall, ride the wind to my door Day, tell your flowers you will phone
Tell your flowers you will phone, let him wait for godot
From the shore, move the world
Come back to me, in a box or a tray
In a bag or a trunk shut up, catch a breeze to, come in pain or in joy
Only just come back to me, leave a sign on your door, if a date waits below
hop a freight
come by mail
come back to me
from the hills
scream and yell till i m blue
Leave behind all your own, let your bed go unmade, at your rack
On the drags and the glass, let your tub overflow, call for free on a pass
Like a call from within, let your dog walk alone, let your tub overflow