people, people, people
how blue can you get?
wouldn’t you eventually turn a dark violet
or even all black
don’t you long for someone
or that something you really lack?
and do I really have to choose
between gutter ecstasy and highway Blues
all these crazy thoughts
about nothing, everything, all and nought
I ought to set them free
let it all be
now I can shine my love light in the night
so you can find me
and we hold each other tight