see that simple sadness that across your features lie;
If my spirits start to sink it comes as no surprize. It's been a
long way from anywhere like heaven to your town, this town.
There's a
pasture in the countryside I used to call my own. There's a
natural pillow for my head. The grass there is overgrown. I
think of that place from time to time when I want to be alone. I've come
long way from anywhere like heaven to your town, this town. Now
people, they live from day to day but they do not count the time.
They don't see their days slipping by, and neither do I There's a
place inside of every man that's lookin' to be free. Yes, and
everybody tells me that it's as it's meant to be.
Still I read their papers and I watch them on the T.V. I've come a
long way from anywhere, like heaven to your town, this town. Most
people who live from day to day simply do not count the time, you know.
They don't see their days slipping by, and neither do I. When I
walk along your city streets & look into your eyes; When I
see that simple sadness that across your features lie - I see lies,
If my spirit starts to sink it comes as no surprize, I've come a
long way from anywhere like heaven to your town, this town.