Don't expect no favors, nothing in return Tell all your cross-eyed neighbors that it's none of their concern Open the shades Melinda, let in the outside air I'm deep in doubt and I can't get out, and it must be dark in there I wanna walk with you in the morning mist Though I should be home by now And there must be some way outta this I was thinking you'd know how And my judgement may be shaky And my shoes are soaking through 'Cause the weeds are wet and I haven't yet made any sense of you
All the midnight angels Fold their wings by dawn The same old wild-eyed strangers sit and watch em till they're gone I let the night unravel, forget my vain pursuits "Cept to feel that gray rock gravel On your road beneath my boots
I wanna walk with you in the changing light When the shadows twist and play And the ghosts that kept me out all night We can chase em all away And the talk of those that wonder And the talk of those that curse Let em have their thrill, they'll need it We'll be no more for the worse
Shine your eyes upon me, whisper long and low Mindful of the longing that we ever more may know
Up the ridge on past you, looking down below You can see the stacks of Danville when the clouds don't hang so low Should you take a mind to, won't you join me there Open the shades Melinda, let in the outside air...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
