Lyrics by: Mick Jones Special Appearance by Jeff Beck I gotta take a little time A little time to think things over I better read between the lines
Been caught in a downpour of a rain of stones I felt like an exile in the world I had known So I sought the shelter of my own soul And stayed inside
VERSE; I REMEMBER A country town People were real people And were proud To say what they meant Did what they said I REMEMBER so well This was
Well, I can wash out forty-four pair of socks And hang 'em on the line You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts 'Fore you can count from one to
BRIDGE; Come out-reach out Help someone under clouds over cast That's what life's about Iron butteries can't fly Oh, IRON BUTTERFLY, IRON BUTTERFLY
VERSE; YOU WERE LOOKING EVERYWHERE fOR SOMEONE YOU THOUGHT WOULD BE JUST STANDING THERE BUT ALL THE TIME I WAS LOVING YOU ALL ALONG IT WAS ME JUST
Tell me when I can open my eyes I don't want to watch you walk out that door There's no easy way to get through goodbye I'd probably try and talk you
You?ve dropped pennies in a wishing well And wished on every star that fell Trying to find a heart of gold You?ve even called the psychic line But all
That?s the same engine under the hood Carried young Elvis to Hollywood Been cross country a time or two And look at it now, it?s just like new He had
There's not much of a moon tonight Clouds are covering the sky The only guiding star in sight Is the light in your eye And though I want to follow you
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long
Lyrics by: Chuck Cannon Talking heads talking to us on the television Silver screen preachers and politicians Say they got the answer first they gotta
If life was a classroom And love was just a lesson An answer you can guess Until you get it right You with your hand up Who are you impressing It's just
I've got night vision, I can find my way home I don't get nervous when I'm out on my own I've got that sixth sense, I just follow the stars But wherever
VERSE; look beneath colors To sense real creations All color bloom From within Oh, all colors are deeper Much, much deeper than skin Oh, look ALL
VERSE; My life isn't what I thought But I can't change What was given to me Oh, yes I didn't think It was my best But life gives us a test OF LESSONS
Seen a lot of trouble at my door I've never known a day when I ain't been poor But I'm gonna live with Jesus in the end Hard times is all I see I've
Once upon a Christmas morning There was a pretty little baby boy It seems like I remember sadness Mingling in the joy For Mary saw the future And the