I've been living for dreams and mistakes
Seems the route I take
It always ends the same
If you could only see why this might perspire
To the top of the mire
Leave nothing to be desired
I had this dream
Of you and me
As the king and queen
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
I've been living for feeding desire
If you called me a liar
I'd end up in the mire
If you could only see what this meant to me
You'd never want to sleep
Even when dreams get to deep
Don't say to me
"Wake up now there never was a crown"
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
Or monsoon, or tsunami, I'm not coming home not now or ever
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
Seems the route I take
It always ends the same
If you could only see why this might perspire
To the top of the mire
Leave nothing to be desired
I had this dream
Of you and me
As the king and queen
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
I've been living for feeding desire
If you called me a liar
I'd end up in the mire
If you could only see what this meant to me
You'd never want to sleep
Even when dreams get to deep
Don't say to me
"Wake up now there never was a crown"
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
Or monsoon, or tsunami, I'm not coming home not now or ever
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
I'll walk down the side of the road
To find out where they turn the gravel to gold
Lost track of this mystery place
Still getting caught in the pouring rain
( Ian McFarland )
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