Blanket Sky

Good trade for you
Wasn’t it
Wasn’t it?
Real bargain, wasn’t it?
You got my last money
And I got a kick in the head
You, left me there
Lying in the grass
Lying in the grass
As if it was my bed
And you ran way
Thought I was dead
You thought I was dead
Ahhhhh…
I remember lying there.
Or was I?
Staring, staring
Staring, staring
I was staring at the sky
At the sky, ahh…
Ahhh, ahhh…
Thinking well.
If the grass is not there
Then the sky is my blanket
If the grass is not there
Then the sky is my blanket
Go!
If the grass is not there
Then the sky is my blanket
If the grass is not there
Then the sky is my blanket
Good trade for you