Lyrics:
Remember the nights we would jam in the motels
After the honky tonks closed
No one had credit
And no one had no place to go.
Just crazy kids
the world go by
Hands in my pockets and my head in the sky
What does it matter now that everything is fine
When I can't eat, sleep, or even walk a straight
your direction I'm
Ever so close
Now all my resistance
I feel it slip away
Now all of the distance
Ever less with every day by day
So far, I
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin', baby
I'll dry your eyes, I'll dry your eyes
There is a God
It is a God
a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life.
And the more that
today
Reunited by our love, reunited by our pain (ooh)
All the things that I've done and I've seen
Still, I don't know, don't know what it means
Fly
Well, I lay my head on the railroad track
Waiting on the double E
But the train don't run by here no more
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor
You slit your wrist for swiping right
You're striking out with all your matches
[?] aspiration
No direction you're turning yourself
I'll be the plot
bright again
Once I was shot by John Wayne, yeah, it was towards the end
That one scene's bought me a thousand drinks
Set me up and I'll tell it for
They be waking up without a hope in sight
I turn to Christ on my darkest night
I ain't homophobic or anti-semetic
So give me little credit before
I'd just like a little credit where credit is due
It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone
Yea, the dishes and the diapers
lovin' and affection
Givin' me direction
Like a guiding light to help me through a darkest hour
Lately I'm a-prayin'
That you'll always be a-stayin'
expecting, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion
Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
need you
And by your side is where I belong
Don't you miss me a little bit baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Say you miss me a little bit baby
You
direction in the things you do
For your world is soon to come to a close
Through the ages, all great men have taught
Truth and happiness just can't be
and fall away from everything
Oh, I know we've already gone
In the direction of the sun
In the direction of the sun
I hid behind the curtain where
and a truck and a wife
And a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
Yeah the TV and the truck I got on credit.
And I got that girl with a little old Woolworth
I'd hear him sing
I've got to walk that lonesome valley
I've got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me
I got to walk it by myself
pick you up
Then you comin' by and we makin' love
So get dressed, pack a bag 'cause I'm on my way
Girl, you sexy in my favorite lingerie
You know I
That bitch look in my direction
That bitch getting swiped like a credit card
They say that life is a movie
I'm about to sign up for another part
All I
'm getting tired of drowning the constant
Cry for help it's debatable
The only reason that you love me is I'm hated by all
Come on, come see dysfunction
I
the places that we'll never, ever go
Each one sorely punctuated
By a tiny lonely sign in the road
Effortlessly led
In the direction
In the direction
Direction
Like the sun in the morning
And the moon at night
Like the rain falling from the sky
Like the trees growing from the ground
I'm astounded babe
By
another day to run
Walking down the road of life looking for direction sometimes
my mind gets so mixed up I can't tell lust from affection
Gonna stop
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