You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out, the saints are comin' through And it's all over now, Baby Blue
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense Take what you have gathered from coincidence The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
The sky too is folding under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue
All your seasick sailors, they're all rowing home Your empty-handed army is all going home Your lover who just walked out the door Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet too is moving under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue
Leave your stepping stones behind there, something calls for you Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you The vagabond who's rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start anew And it's all over now, Baby BlueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
