Together
Well...
There's often a bottle
In my terrible hand
Well i'm often wishing
I was a different man
And when i use my head
All that my mind does
Well it pictures me a place I wish I was
But wherever you're with me
Together is the best place to be
Well....
There's often some reason
For me to leave
There's often rumors of me
To believe..
And i could be dressed in
The finest suit of all
But i'd rather be between
Your bedroom walls...