Lyrics > Iron Will |
Iron Will ...from Livin' In A Dream |
I met a man with a lumberyard tan And the sun was to his back but he was Open like a bottlecap And I told him I was 26 And he looked at me like a crucifix Like I was hangin' from my arms Then the wind took me away And I wish I told him I wished I say That there was something between the lines And I can't help but look back I got time to kill and iron will But baby I can't backrack And each letter I write ends up an offering to the night and As I turned away I could feel his lies covering lies He told thorugh his own teeth And when I told him I was 26 You know he looked at me like a crucifix Like I was bleeding out my charms And if there ain't no He, well then I'll race you there, I'll race you there My suitcase in my hand My suitcase in my hand |