No one can save me from the mood I’m in
Not even a glass of Hendricks Gin can get me out of these blues
I take the road as it comes along
It’s all a game but I’m going on, and I won’t play it to lose
No money in my pocket and my jeans are torn
I’m escaping reality
Even money in my pocket couldn’t keep me warm
Yeah I need a place to be
Oh wehre it seems to,
it seems to be like in the movies Where everything is gonna be
alright Where it seems to,
it seems to be like in the movies
Where everyone is dancing into the light
I’m standing out here on this hill somewhere
On the edge of this blank despair, staring at the dying sun
I’m hanging between those feelings
Have to face all of the real things, and don’t you tell me I’ve won
No money in my pocket and my jeans are torn
I’m escaping reality
Even money in my pocket couldn’t keep me warm
Yeah I need a place to be
Oh wehre it seems to,
it seems to be like in the movies Where everything is gonna be
alright Where it seems to,
it seems to be like in the movies
Where everyone is dancing into the light
Music seems to help the pain
Seems to cultivate the brain Little
by little the night is turning around
Let your heart rule your head
That is what my dad once said
Little by little my feet are feeling the ground