I can only speak the words as quickly as they're coming now, believe me,
Looking down upon the bed, suspended by a silver thread, I'm breathing.
From the feeling I had to be sure,
When you know that you've felt this before,
It's a long load, long lonely road.
It's a long road, long journey home.
Trying to see poetry within the shifting imagery of meaning.
Well if you're feeling hollow man,
Just throw the stone and shatter your reflection...with questions.
Well if you're trying as hard as you can
To see where you fit in this plan
It's a long road, long lonely road.
It's a long road, long lonely road.
It takes time to find the place you love
It takes time to find the place you love
Well if you've got to be sure in that feeling you've got to take time.
It takes time to find the place you love,