Stoney

There was me with my pride Standing our ground, standing our ground We stood and yelled at the tide To turn around, to turn around Well, that day would outlive Our best laid plans, our best laid plans Something just had to give And my castle gave its

Looking back through The window in the door that now has closed, The looking glass that loss has tinted rose, At the secrets of the path we never chose. We lose ourselves there As we fall into the arms of the unseen, Of all that never was but should

i first ran into stoney. . . it was a bar downtown; was richmond, virginia. . . we were bumming around, suitcase to suitcase. . . we started him talking, finding out about the things we've shared in the miles we've been. he had a gray pillowcase full

I've known her since we both were kids, I recall the silly things we did She would want to ride up on my back To keep from stepping on a crack I didn't think of it back then But even when she did not win She was happy just to play Stoney likes to li

The night passed. sorrow drowned in my whiskey glass As I tried to forget. The dawn came. The light barged in to awake my shame. with a newborn regret. I need a cigarrette Chorus Take a shower wash it all off got to get myself together cos this just

I only touched your love as the tips of my fingers tried to clutch your love I'm sick of this soap in a bathtub love I need something to hold. (ah ah) I feel deluded as once again I am eluded and everything is left unconcluded I need something to hol