Low Skies Cause Of It
must my heart's lessons be learned from someone far
away?
i took my chances and let her pull my heart strings
now i can't find peace or rest so i run to my guitar
amd found no answers here
just a place to get lost
love won't wait to be called upon
and you know i'd be crazy not to call upon love
i want it, i want it to feel like a head of absinthe
and pills
and escape from the insomnia in my soul
and i want it, i want it to feel like before
but how it was i couldn't tell you
was i meant to be a constant wreck and not know?
take me back
i'll keep you warm
and bring you chocolates
run you a bath and get you stoned
and mine you a diamond
i believed that you were the cause of it
i believed that you were the cause of it
and you were the cause of it
i want it, i want it to feel like sam cooke or patti
labelle
like a dance
i was drawn to you from the road
and i want it, i want it to feel the way jason's
grandfather felt
on his range down in masfield, ohio
