I've had dreams,
I own records,
I've hit,
I've cried.
I've taken,
I've stolen,
I've even lied.
I've sobbed
and I've sighed.
I've soared and I've snied.
I've had dreams,
I own records.
I've loved, lived, and lost
you.
The great Doobie Brothers once told me to Listen To The Music,
but every song reminds me of your sweet face.
As James Carter once played... I'm In A Lowdown Groove.
Smoke in bars... I'm the man in the corner of the room with the gun in his pocket.
How Time Flies, said Tim Hardin, as I wrote poems about your lips of venom.
King Crimson's Lizard crawls into my head... Preys on the tissues of my mind.
I can't th