Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I dont know Cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head And some blond gave me nightmares I think shes still in my bed As I dream about movies they wont make of me when Im dead With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head While were talking About all of the things that I long to believe About love and the truth and what you mean to me And the truth is baby youre all that I need I want to lay you on a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on bed of roses Well Im so far away That each step that I take is on my way home A kings ransom in dimes Id given each night Just to see through this pay phone Still I run out of time Or its hard to get through Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you Ill just close my eyes and whisper, baby blind love is true I want to lay you down on a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on bed of roses The hotel bar hangover whiskeys gone dry The barkeepers wigs crooked And shes giving me the eye I might have said yeah But I laughed so hard I think I died When you close your eyes Know Ill be thinking about you While my mistress she calls me To stand in her spotlight again Tonight I wont be alone But you know that dont Mean Im not lonely Ive got nothing to prove For its you that Id die to defend I want to lay you down on a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on bed of roses.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 22:24:07 +0000