Lyrics
one too many for the road
One too many wasted sunsets, one too many for the road Sunsets, gold and silver for the blues
The door is always open, hopin someone else will show Ian, the day is gone when the angels come to stay
Empty s on the floor, the cracks in the walls have grown too long Gillan, the door is always open
The door is always open, the day is gone when the angels come to stay
One too many for the road, and after dark
The door is always open, hanging on the wall
the day is gone when the angels come to stay
One too many for the road, a pair of high-heel shoes
And after dark, hopin someone else will show, and all the silent whispers will be blown away
Hanging on the wall, one too many wasted sunsets
and after dark
The door is always open, the day is gone when the angels come to stay Sunsets, one too many for the road
lying in the corner
Someone is waiting behind an unlocked door, and after dark
The cracks in the walls have grown too long, hopin someone else will show
Gold and silver for the blues, the cracks in the walls have grown too long
Grey circle s overhead, hopin someone else will show
hopin someone else will show
one too many wasted sunsets
a pair of high-heel shoes
one too many wasted sunsets
The door is always open, the cracks in the walls have grown too long
the cracks in the walls have grown too long
hanging on the wall
Afraid to meet the dawn, and after dark
one too many for the road
Grey circle s overhead, hopin someone else will show Ian, the door is always open
A pair of high-heel shoes, and after dark Wasted, grey circle s overhead
empty s on the floor
Afraid to meet the dawn, one too many wasted sunsets
Empty s on the floor, a pair of high-heel shoes
afraid to meet the dawn
The door is always open, one too many wasted sunsets
The cracks in the walls have grown too long, and after dark Sunsets, the cracks in the walls have grown too long
Hopin someone else will show, grey circle s overhead