Song by Opening Lyric #8

As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined/You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive

For a while there, it was rough/But lately, I've been doin' better

I was scared of dentists and the dark/I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations

Well, you only need the light when it's burnin' low/Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a/Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten

Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner/Sometimes I feel like my only friend

This hit, that ice cold/Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold

How many special people change?/How many lives are living strange?

I was dreamin' when I wrote this/Forgive me if it goes astray

Birds flying high, you know how I feel/Sun in the sky, you know how I feel

Poor old Johnnie Ray/Sounded sad upon the radio

Where I come from isn't all that great/My automobile is a piece of crap

I could lift you up/I could show you what you wanna see

I've seen Jesus play with flames in a lake of fire that I was standing in/Met the devil in Seattle and spent nine months inside the lion/s den

When life leaves you high and dry/I'll be at your door tonight

Well, she was born in the morning, late October, San Antone/Oh, she's _____ ____ I've ever known

And __ _ ___ _ ____/I'd go out the ocean

Your lipstick stains/On the front lobe of my left side brains

Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter/Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter

Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball/From Soho down to Brighton, I must've played 'em all