Sitting here...wasted and wounded
at this old piano trying hard to capture
the moment this morning...I don't know...
cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head.
And some blonde gave me nightmares.
I think she's still in my bed.
As I dream about movies they won't make
of me when I'm 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 we're talking about all of the things
that I long to believe...about love...the truth...
and what you mean to me.
And the truth is...Babeee you're all that I need.
I want to lay you down in 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 I lay you down on bed of roses.
Well I'm so far away...that each step that I
take is on my way home.
A king's ransom in dimes...I'd given each night.
Just to see through this payphone.
Still...I run out of time...or it's hard to get through.
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you.
I'll just close my eyes...and whisper...
'Babeee blind love is true'.
I want to lay you down in 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 whiskey's gone dry.
The barkeeper's wig's crooked.
And she's giving me the eye.
I might have said...'yeah'.
But I laughed so hard...I think I died.
When you close your eyes...
Know I'll be thinking about you.
While my mistress...she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again.
Tonight...I won't be alone.
But you know that don't mean I'm not lonely.
I've got nothing to prove.
For it's you...that I'd 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...
I wanna to lay you down on 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 a bed of roses.
