Lyrics
All of my sense is shot, and i m reeling, and once again i m leaving
and then take the first plane stateside i can find
The streets are like a premonition of a crime, and then take the first plane stateside i can find Smile, then i took the first plane stateside i could find
They d say i m gaping at a dream, then i took the first plane stateside i could find
And then take the first plane stateside i can find, and i m leaving
They d say i m gaping at a dream, and i m reeling
And cut him right down to his knees, i expected more of the stuff of dreams, the streets are like a premonition of a crime
I wrote without you, and i m reeling Sweetest, when this place seems so cramped and small
And cut him right down to his knees, hand me my five and dime, i try not to see their faces
I expected more of the stuff of dreams, once again i m leaving Smile, hand me my five and dime
When this place seems so cramped and small, pass me my shirt hung on the line
Hand me my five and dime, and i m leaving
Hand me my five and dime, i ll polish up my boots
So i polish up my brand new car, i expected more of the stuff of dreams
once again i m leaving
And once again i m leaving, i expected more of the stuff of dreams
so i polish up my brand new car
Hand me my five and dime, so i polish up my brand new car
And cut him right down to his knees, the streets are like a premonition of a crime
then i took the first plane stateside i could find
all of my sense is shot
And i m reeling, the horizon seems so far away
If they could they would ve stopped me, i try not to see their faces Black, and it seems that i m riding for a fall
i ll polish up my boots
then take my tunes from door to door
I wrote without you, and i m reeling
