I don't like to go down to flats 'Cause I can't park on a hill Instead getting a rolling start I have to pay the bill.
People say don't rock the boat, let things go their own way Ideas that once seem so right, now have gotten hard to say I wish I could talk
Oh, Mother Earth, With your fields of green Once more laid down by the hungry hand How long can you give and not receive And feed this world ruled by
At night when the sky is clear and the moon is shining down My heart goes running back to you I love the way you open up and let me in
I came to you, when I needed a rest You took my love, and put it to the test I saw some things, that I never would have guessed Feel
: I came to you, when I needed a rest You took my love, and put it to the test I saw some things, that I never would have guessed Feel like a railroad
: I don't like to go down to flats 'Cause I can't park on a hill Instead getting a rolling start I have to pay the bill. I guess I need that city life
: Mindless drifter on the road Carry such an easy load It's how you look, and how you feel You must have a heart of steel. Why do I keep fuckin' up?
: At night when the sky is clear and the moon is shining down My heart goes running back to you I love the way you open up and let me in So I go running
: Well, I saw an old man walking in my place And he looked at me, it could have been my face His words were kind but his eyes were wild He said: I got
: People say don't rock the boat, let things go their own way Ideas that once seem so right, now have gotten hard to say I wish I could talk to you,
: Long ago in the book of old, Before the chapter where dreams unfold A battle raged on the open page, Love was a winner there overcoming hate Like a
: Oh, Mother Earth, With your fields of green Once more laid down by the hungry hand How long can you give and not receive And feed this world ruled
: Late one night I was walking in the valley of hearts. A spirit came to me and said: You gotta move to start You gotta take the first step You gotta
I don't like to go down to flats 'Cause I can't park on a hill Instead getting a rolling start I have to pay the bill. I guess I need that city life
People say don't rock the boat, let things go their own way Ideas that once seem so right, now have gotten hard to say I wish I could talk to you, you
Mindless drifter on the road Carry such an easy load It's how you look, and how you feel You must have a heart of steel. Why do I keep fuckin' up?
Well, I saw an old man walking in my place And he looked at me, it could have been my face His words were kind but his eyes were wild He said: I got
