I Don't Want Clever Conversation, I Never

You Can Linger Too Long In Your Dreams.

Give A Moment Or Two To The Angry Young Man With His Foot In His Mouth And His Heart In His Hand.

Hey Lord, Would Ya Look Out For Her Tonight, And Make Sure That All Her Dreams Are Sweet? Said Now, Would Ya Guide Her On The Roads, And Make Them Softer For Her Feet? Hey Lord, Would Ya Look Out For Her Tonight, And Make Sure That She's Gonna Be Alright, Until She's Home And Here With Me.

I Won't Be Righteous Again. I'm Not Sure Anymore.

I See The Children With Their Boredom And Their Vacant Stares.