I wandered up to what I thought was your door  I'd only been there a hundred times before  I gave it my most polite rap and wish  I held my heart loosely in my other fist  The dead of winter in North Hollywood  The struggling actress and her flash flood  The smell of perfume cash and love  The sucker punch with a horseshoe in the glove  Sayin'  If I held you up would that be enough?  If I gave you all that I was capable of  Would that be enough?  Would that be enough?  A trailer park tycoon last June  A telegraph a flash and a boom  An autumn like there never was  A why? And because  Hopin'  If I held you up would that be enough?  If I gave you all that I was capable of  Would that be enough?  Would that be enough?  The front porch  The long road  A train whistle  There she goes