Tom Nelsonto365Scribble
Giving my time to wonderful people
That I would never know again
I am the legend
I am the fossil of my own life
Still clinging to celluloid
Though it hurts
I learnt my morals from modern man
Staying in the fifties for as long as I can
It was all about the girl
It was all about being the hero
Keeping trouble at arms length
Give me the weirdos
Give me the homeless
I’ll kick you out
Put you on the streets
Then do it again
And the door is always open
Be careful you don’t walk through
Have you ever had that love of the night
Knowing it’s right
To sleep all your days in dreams of another
She’s a sparkling wine
And so fine that If I touched her
I think that I’d cut her
Incurable romance
Isn’t about dancing
It’s about who you’re with and what they have lent you
Of their own life
Free the beast look at the moon
Tell her that you’ll see her soon
It’s alright to stay in
You know she’ll call
And if the time was right
If Jupiter was setting on pictures of beautiful ladies
I would see her tomorrow
Forget the gentle jealousy
Trade it in for a sure fire way
Of kicking the sorrow
it gets to be a habit
time to close the window and lock all the doors
it’s you she’s living for
That I would never know again
I am the legend
I am the fossil of my own life
Still clinging to celluloid
Though it hurts
I learnt my morals from modern man
Staying in the fifties for as long as I can
It was all about the girl
It was all about being the hero
Keeping trouble at arms length
Give me the weirdos
Give me the homeless
I’ll kick you out
Put you on the streets
Then do it again
And the door is always open
Be careful you don’t walk through
Have you ever had that love of the night
Knowing it’s right
To sleep all your days in dreams of another
She’s a sparkling wine
And so fine that If I touched her
I think that I’d cut her
Incurable romance
Isn’t about dancing
It’s about who you’re with and what they have lent you
Of their own life
Free the beast look at the moon
Tell her that you’ll see her soon
It’s alright to stay in
You know she’ll call
And if the time was right
If Jupiter was setting on pictures of beautiful ladies
I would see her tomorrow
Forget the gentle jealousy
Trade it in for a sure fire way
Of kicking the sorrow
it gets to be a habit
time to close the window and lock all the doors
it’s you she’s living for
Tom Nelson
No comments:
Post a Comment