(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue How those eyes could flash at you (how

But I would rather to be lonely than to live a dirty lie But Lord know that I don't wanna be lonely tonight All of those things that we've been through Used to make me happy, now make me blue I didn't believe the things that I've heard, no But now I've

At the Conway Motor Inn It was a Friday night, late fall After a high school football game Yeah they made love for the first time, I've been here forever, 1959 My name is on the front door, they call me 205 They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet Till

It's hard to say it Time to say it Good bye, good bye Every memory of lookin' out the back door I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor Every memory of walkin' out the front door I found the photo of the person I was lookin' for Look at

We could be stars Oh, we could be stars Knock on my door, boy come home You stay in my head Lay in my arms, why won't you? It's been way too long, what you waiting on? 'Cause I've been here, learning what the memories won't do See, I need you and baby I

I'm leaving Los Feliz Day after tomorrow I'm over the scenesters I'm on the guest list down at Paul's Baby Grand That hipster doorman he don't know who I am But my studied aloofness is proof I belong so I pass Some girls are pieced like Krylon bombs on

Between the sloe gin fizz and fast women I'm stuck in a place my Mama's King James calls sinning But it feels so good where I'm sitting I've shown up every night like the night before Watched the pretty women filing through the door I mix a drink, I tune

She kept the hotel key Slipped it in her purse I guess it makes her think of me And that night we left our hearts on our sleeves and the clothes all over the floor We both know we can't open the door no more Well it was down some street we couldn't even

Has anybody seen my soldier, standing all alone? Has anybody seen my soldier just trying to get home? Don't close the door when you leave, it's cold out I need to see the air when you breath and say out loud That you'll be home soon Not to worry, you're

Who left me outside That someone holds me tonight Hold me tonight Someone left the door open I'm bent, I'm not broken Come live in my life All the words left unspoken Are the pages I write On my knees and I'm hoping