Everybody talks about some fateful day And I guess that this was mine I may be here to tell some kind of story But I think it?s gonna take a little time
How many roads you?ve traveled How many dreams you?ve chased Across sand and sky and gravel Looking for one safe place Will you make a smoother landing
Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake When there wasn?t nothing but love to make They were two young lovers wishing on the stars above. Well, they carved
Clouds move in From off the horizon Feels like nighttime In the middle of the day And I don?t know why But it?s still so suprisin? How a love grows
Well, I had just checked in when the sun came up After ten hours on the bus I was staring at the stains on the ceiling, baby Trying not to think about
Baby I?ve been searching like everybody else Can?t say nothing different about myself Sometimes I?m an angel And sometimes I?m cruel And when it comes