Throw That Beat In The Garbage Can
From the album THE LONGEST ROAD (1980).
People get a little to loose. They forget, they abuse.
Well, people get a little too tight, and it ain't right.
You're in your car, driving too fast. You're pushing hard, just trying to get past.
Oh and they just don't care about the little white lies. Yeah, they'll unwind.
Oh, I don't know if it's wrong or it's right. Oh, I only know the feeling tonight.
Too loose, too tight. Where is the light?
You're in your house, just trying to be cool. The radio's on by the
Stay And Drown
Good God, have I been dreaming,
This paralyzing feeling?
Was I left alone? Where have you gone?
Were you somewhere else just sleeping?
If I wait to wake you,
I'll never ask you.
Would you take my hand?
In the deepest end,
Would you stay and drown in me?
Take my hand,
In the deepest end.
My open eyes see everything.
But I'm passing all the days,
Through a window pane.
And as the scene would change,
I'd stay the same.
This paradise was nothing new,
But the paradise gets tired of you.
A single conversation,
Stole my attention.
Would you take my hand?
In the deepest end,
Would you stay and drown in me?
Take my hand,
In the deepest end.
Would you stay and drown in me?
My open eyes see everything,
And you see nothing,
And don't forget it.
Take my hand,
In the deepest end.
Would you stay and drown in me?
Take my hand,
In the deepest end.
Would you stay and drown in me?
Take my hand,
In the deepest end.
Would you stay and drown in me?
Would you stay and drown in me?
Would you stay and drown in me?