You have a certain way about you
Something both smart and clear
Y
ou should live in Europe
They’d appreciate you there
Birds with their simple ways
Wake up early, stay busy all day
I’m digging a hold to China
I hope I find what I need on the way
Maybe I would head for the desert
Maybe I would wander alone
Maybe I’ll just start drinking
And never ever ever leave home
I dream about my daddy’s knee
He grew up on a farm
Our garden took up half the back yard
The sun would set with little regret
Gallon of milk a day, gallon of milk a day
Odd little flower
Blooming at night
I hope
I never forget
What I said and where I said it
Why I said it, said what I did
I might call it a path
You might call it a dream
Last time I saw blood
It was on a sewing machine
Venetian blind tattoo
My favorite picture of you
I can’t watch the news
I don’t dream the same dreams
Yes, I am getting older
You know I am getting older