Old Friends

I cannot prepare it- I’m never on time
The weight of words and
Women wearing my mind
For thirty years her skin was
Lighter than mine
And now I wonder will I ever be right
Open up my eyes
I count my footsteps clearly into the light
And wear my worries heavy all of the time
A bitter pill is in me all of the while
So paint this picture clearly, but give me a try
Open up my eyes
Now I’ve got to be open
To my old friends- oh oh
To be open to my old friends
To be open- oh oh
I cannot prepare it- I’m never on time
The weight of words and
Women wearing my mind
For thirty years her skin
Was lighter than mine
And now I wonder will I ever be right
Open up my eyes
Now I’ve got to be open
To my old friends- oh oh
To be open to my old friends
To be open- oh oh
Break my heart and save my soul
Tell me all I need to know
I have nowhere else to go
I’ll be fine- just take me to the light