(david bentley)
[a side of youngblood yb 1017, 1970]
Every day I spend my time
Drinkin wine, feelin fine
Waitin here to find the sign
That I can understand
Yes I am.
In the days between the hours
Ivory towers, bloody flowers
Push their heads in to the air
I don't care if I ever know
There I go
Don't push your love too far
Your wounds wont leave a scar
Right now is where you are
In a broken dream
Did someone bow their head?
Did someone break the bread?
Good people are in bed
Before nine oclock.
On the pad before my eyes
Paper cries, tellin lies
The promises you gave
From the grave of a broken heart
Hmm
Every day I spend my time
Drinkin wine, feelin fine
Waitin here to find the sign
That I can understand
Yes I am. Oh.
I sit here in my lonely room
Don't push your love too far
You know your wounds wont even leave a scar
Right now is where you are
In a broken dream
And don't you forget what I say
Hoo, hoo