The shadow of your smile When you have gone Will color all my dreams And light the dawn Look into my eyes my love and see All the lovely things you are to me Our wistful little star It was far, too high A teardrop kissed your lips

Just to see you smile I'd do anything That you wanted me to And all is said and done I'd never count the cost It's worth all that's lost You always had an eye for things that glittered But I was far from bein' made of gold I don't know how but I scraped

Welcome to my island But please don't you stay too long I wouldn't want anyone to think That something's going on Toe the line And you'll be fine You'll see another day Don't connect, Don't reflect,

When the day is through And they might come true Things never are As bad as they seem When you're feeling blue That's the thing to do Just watch the smoke rings

Some things fall when they're meant to fall Don't give me more than I can handle This is not like it was before Baby I'm not afraid And you can see everything Don't give me more than I can take Oh hell just give me all you've got in every way It's not

Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

If only you trust in me We can get along, we can get along Trust in me in all you do Have the faith I have in you Love will see us through Why don't you, you trust me Come to me when things go wrong Cling to me daddy oh yeah and I'll be strong Oh if only

How can I forget ya, woman After all you've done for me How can I forget ya How, I wanna know You asked me to forget about you Go out and find someone new That won't be easy you see After all the things you've done for me Though I'm a man, I ain't too

Wheat kings and pretty things Sundown in the Paris of the prairies Wheat kings have all their treasures buried And all you hear are the rusty breezes Pushing around the weather vane Jesus In his Zippo lighter, he sees the killer's face Maybe it's someone

Nowhere like I do That your parents don't The way that I do And all the things that I know They don't care like I do I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep 'Cause they only know what you let 'em see There's nowhere I'd rather be Saturday