Swallow my pride all Color blind to hues I use to see Staring at my ceiling wall The stars that once were green have faded grey I'm scratchin' off
Please call the Dr. I need to buy some of her time I'd help myself But I don't have the will to try Maybe I'm just tired I know I'm feeling far from
It's 13 hours from Phoenix Trying to get some place dry the suns sweet ray ran too long in my mind It's 3 A.M on these back streets A thousand words
