As I was out a`walking
down some crooked road...

The clouds graceful glide,
inspires me to write...

Stuck on the saddle in a boondocks town
looking for a place to sleep...

A midwinter's eve,
her vacant heart...

Beautiful angel, queen of my tears
come sit by me gently, and into your ears...

They
loved me...

Tightly curling herself up into a ball on her bed,
as a knot in her stomach befriends her despair...

(For you up there)
Images...

My eyes cry out with love
and all that goes with loving...

My eyes cry out with love
and all that goes with loving...

That picture of you
Down by the lake...

Lying on the bathroom floor
stareing into outer space...