I wear you like a new tattoo And I'll be so happy that I'm stuck with you And we cannot deface in any weather But now it's all making sense The design, the desire, I don't wanna remove You're the kind of thing that I could love forever I wear it like a

I keep runnin' With real love in my face Why am I breakin' away So scared of the heartbreak So scared of makin' mistakes When all I really need is you All I really need is you But I keep on runnin' away Hey hey hey

You don't know what love is You don't know how hearts burn For love that cannot live yet never dies Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes Until you've learned the meaning of the blues Until you've loved a love you've had to lose You don't know

I'm so sorry A son of a stepfather So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low The sun shines on everyone, everyone love

Run to the sea Raining in your heart We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill As the day begs the night for mercy love The sun so bright it leaves no shadows Only scars carved into stone On the face of earth The moon is up and over One Tree Hill We

I see your face in every flower Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you The very thought of you, my love The very thought of you and I forget to do The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do I'm living in a kind of daydream I'm

No candle, no light for you I, I woke up on the wrong side of ya We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it The fire, the fire ain't no longer blazin' SMS in the morning light You don't even know that I left, do ya? Can't handle my love Can't handle your lies

Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace, of doubt in my mind I couldn't leave her if I tried Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed Disappointment haunted all of my dreams No not if I tried I'm in love and I'm a believer I thought

He'd love to spend the night in Zion He's been a long while in Babylon He'd like a lover's wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon His world is under observation We monitor his station Under faces and the places Where he traces points of view He picks

But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces I've climbed the highest mountain once or twice but who's countin'? Dirty Dozen, eighty of us, Shady brothers, ladies love us That's why our baby