Well I look out of my window
I see the morning
Black dog barking in the cold grey light
He pulls the
Take a look what's be going on behind me
I swear
Go down my road running just as fast as I
I may look like a stranger with nothing to say
Silent
I got my red shoes on
Got my red gloves too
Made
The weak and hazy shades of winter sun
Come shining through
Lifting
I feel your heat in dusty whispers
The wind is cold
Soft top, hard shoulder
See me running down that line
I can't
There she goes, the one that I love
The one I've
Say good morning this is your lucky day
Most of your
