Lyrics:
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
Come here and bend over
Torturing I like
I'm picking candy from a window store
And want to eat everything in sight
It's so nourishing
Every move
I am not such a clever one about the latest fads
I admit I was never one adored by local lads
Not that I ever tried to be a saint
I'm the type
down to the room
Thousands of ships will start
their journey
Can't live anymore...
The Earth is outside the window
By and by, it changed to a
little dot
lie with you in October sun
The night is almost come
From my first cry to your last sigh
You were always my sunshine
You were taken by winter, I don't
Looking out
Across the nighttime
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice
Shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs
Get me out
Into the nighttime
at the window
Where all this began
Planet Earth is shrinking
A sapphire explodes
Our hearts heave a sigh
Now we've reached the crossroads
Onward through
[Killah Priest]
The prophecies of a poor man end on a train
Take his last breath
Slumps over drops his last bit of change
A mother pacing by her
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
of regret
By the pictures of the kids
You get faint recollections of your mother's sigh, countryside drive
And the landscape seen from the window
white, I see a window with light,
I seem to hear them both sigh, "where is my wand'rin boy tonight? "
I got the blue ridge mountain blues, and I stay
With coming dark
the birds take flight
The memories of you and I
on the wing
The constellations
outside my window
And I dream of our days
so long ago
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type
Hey Blue Sky
Won't you tell me why
I'm alone to look at you and cry
On my window sill
Only longing still
For a chance to
let my courage fly
I wanna
at the mercy of the window shops
And the sun's refusing to drench me
On the road, gorged with flowers - no doubt, I've lingered on my way
A cup in the hand,
Neptune dreams of stone walls by the sea
He rises up and everything begins
Some sort of hell sighs in the hearts of men
There's no dolphin trail in
a drink of something I don't know
I resign myself to standing by the back window
I sip my drink and stare at enigmatic dancing queens
Locking eyes with
you constantly remind why I cry
Sigh too much trying to be the Savior
I'm born a sinner not in a manger
Tried being sweet but now or later
I'm tired
I am not such a clever one
About the latest fads
I admit I was never one
Adored by local lads
Not that I ever try to be a saint
I'm the type that
to me
And as he wakes up by the sea and watch the planes in the sky
He sighs and says...
Summer afternoons, before the rains come down, i think of you
I
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