Sitting, smoking in your car
We're pining over dead rock stars
Well I wish I was a dead rock star too
Sitting, thinking, heart is found
Skin and bones may leave the ground
How high I'll go is just how far I could fall
My love for you it scares me to the core
Like when you wake with a tired pit at the bottom of your throat
My love, I wish that I could see you now
Could an angel come to this Earth without being let down?
Could an angel come to this Earth without being let down?
Sitting, drinking, at the bar
We're in love with the old guitar
Well the world looks great through round yellow glasses
Cool spring breeze flows through my misery
I can see more clearly
Than I did this time last year
My love for you it scares me to the core
Like when you wake with a cold hard pit at the bottom of your throat
I've come of age in this world of rage
And I simply must disagree
It's not us and them, it's you and me
And I feel peaceful
Despite all the reasons I've not to be
Sitting, smoking in your car
We're pining over dead rock stars
Well I wish I was a dead rock star too
Cool spring breeze flows through my misery
I can see more clearly
Than I did this time last year
My love for you it scares me to the core
Like when you wake with a cold hard pit at the bottom of your throat
My love, I wish that I could see you now
Could an angel come to this Earth without being let down?
Could an angel come to this Earth without being let down?
But he ain't no angel to me