Sitting here wasted and wounded

At this old piano

Trying hard to capture the moment

This morning I don't know

'Cause a bottle of vodka's still lodged in my head

And some blonde gave me nightmares

I think that she's still in my bed

As I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead

With an ironclad fist

I wake up to french kiss the morning

While some marching band

Keeps its own beat in my head while we're talking

About all of the things that I long to believe

About love and the truth and what you mean to me

And the truth is

Baby, you're all that I need

I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

Well, I'm so far away

Each step that I take's on my way home

A king's ransom in dimes

Give each night to see through this payphone

Still I run out of time or it's hard to get through

Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you

I'll just close my eyes and whisper

Baby, blind love is true

Well, this hotel bar's hangover whiskey's gone dry

The barkeeper's wig is crooked but she's giving me the eye

I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died, oh yeah

Now as you close your eyes

Know I'll be thinking about you

While my mistress she calls me

To stand in her spotlight again

Tonight I won't be alone

But you know that don't mean I'm not lonely

I've got nothing to prove for it's you that I'd die to defend