there To find me inside this blue train Counting the burned bridges Trailing this rusted wreck As our back pages Scatter in the dust we left Like a pearl
baby don't it feel like heaven right now Don't it feel like something from a dream Hey I've never known nothing quite like this Don't it feel like the
(Matraca Berg, Ronnie Samoset) Oh no, here we go and there you go again When we disagree you leave when you don't win, Honey now, Sidewalk, baby talk
(David Olney) Oh the women 'cross the river carry water from the well at break of day And they talk to one another; God only knows what they might say