Walking down this hill tonight
I had a thought all to myself
As I contemplated the moonlight
We've got it all, we've got it made
I don't know how I got here
But I'm holding on for the crash
Pull myself out of the moon
I know I'll never go there but
It's shining down from up on high
We got it made, we got it made
I don't know what we gotta make
Sooner or later we die
We're apart, go to pieces
While I go to sleep
Look into my heart, oh baby
Don't become a part of the past
You can be a part of the key
Don't turn away, don't run away
Don't leave me hanging by a thread
Shine a little love down on me
We're in love, make your peace
Wasting time is all you need
Walking down this hill tonight
I had a thought it was my own
Moves right by the cards and save the starlight
Or shall I be or shall I not be
I don't know I just don't
Feel like kids in night
*Bonus Track: In The Church
In the church one day you will get hurt
In the school teacher's such a fool
And if they would ever come round here
They would ever come
Blame it on my style
Take a pill
Don't tell me how to feel
Bad news and tunes
Sing it from the high
Singing some sad song
Uncle Sam, playing in the sand
Understand, hold my hand
Time is never gonna stop running
Never gonna stop
Take me to the top
Of the trees
Don't take me for a cracked window pane
Bad news and tunes
Are shining from the high
Singing some sad song
Don't rehearse, this is the last verse
In the hearse, going through your purse
And if they would ever laugh, not here
They would ever laugh
Blame it on my style, once again
Don't take me for a ride
In the rain
Bad news and tunes
Shining from the high
Singing some sad song