When I'll hold you again With my arms spread out With everything I know And the way things could go 'bout the weight of the world So live up my friend Step back again For somethings will be given For some you'll have to bend

Living inside, living inside, living inside (near wild heaven) Not near enough Near wild heaven Whenever we hold each other We hold each other There's a feeling that's going Something has gone wrong And I don't know how much longer I can take it House

When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed We've got to learn to swallow our pride It's hard just to let things ride Maybe one day things will change As of right now, let me show you something You know a nigga, I be tryin' to chill But now

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

Hold you, kiss you, love you Just close your eyes And I'll take you away Let go of everything Whisper my name when I You're lookin' at me Like the first time we met I can tell that you're needing

And after all that training With something we could no longer contain I don't endorse that (slammed in my face) I didn't want this And that's my sister It was handsome at the auction Oh but when we got it home It grew up into Something we could no longer

I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me (Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me) I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me We met the man in the deep, deep south With the gritty smile and the dirty old church mouth (My

La lalalala la lalalala la lalalala la Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking When your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights When Suzie wore her dresses tight And the

Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

When I'll hold you again With my arms spread out With everything I know And the way things could go 'bout the weight of the world So live up my friend Step back again For somethings will be given For some you'll have to bend