All Just To Get To You

(альбом: Songs We Wish We'd Written II - 2012)

I have stumbled on the plains
Staggered in the wind
Stood at a crossroad or two
Cried to a river
Swept to the sea
All just to get to you

I have jumped a yellow cab
Hopped a rusty freight
Sang till my lips turned blue
Flown a silver bird
On the tops of the clouds
All just to get to you

Now, I ran too hard
I played too rough
I gave my love
Not near enough
I bled too red
I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you

I have run from St. Paul
To Wichita Falls
Called you from sunny Baton Rouge
I hocked everything
From my watch to my ring
All just to get to you

I ran too hard
and I played too Rough
I gave my love
Not near enough
I bled too red
I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you

From the California Shore
Where the mighty ocean roars
To the lands of the Hopi and the Sioux
I walked the desert sands
Crossed the Rio Grande
All just to get to you

I have stumbled on the plains
Staggered in the wind
Stood at a crossroad or two
Cried to a river
Swept to the sea
All just to get to you

I ran too hard
and I played too Rough
I gave my love
Not near enough
I bled too red
and I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you

All just to get to you
All just to get to you