I walked the streets of my town
in my dreams last night
Lets take a walk there
and discontinue this fight
I don't know bout you
But the world has become quite cold
anyone got a sweater?
Thats not what I was told
Their words hurt more than bullets
with their philosophy
I think I've got the answer
Only heaven holds the key
So when you come a'calling
will I know just what to say
Shall I live on or Decay |