Oct 02, 2005 22:46
"Tree Lined Streets"
-Eric Scott
Today is the time for dreaming dreams
Imagining life ripped apart at the seams
I know about plans, even made a few
Forget 'em by tomorrow- it's nothing new.
Think my dreams can stand being small
I don't need to rise above it all
I kind of like to be stuck in the mire
I don't worry about being caught by the fire
All I really want to do
Is get home early and make love to you
A sweet little house on a tree lined street
There's nothing in life that can't beat
I don't need a fortune teller,
I don't need my fortunes told,
I can wait for that future
As long as you're here for me to hold
All I really want to do
Is come home late and make love to you
A sweet little house on a tree lined street
There's nothing in life that can't beat
Tell me brother, have you got some plans?
Are you going to head off to unknown lands?
Are you going to be a big time star?
Are you going to drive a real expensive car?
I don't see anything wrong with that,
But when you're getting ready for the casting call
Just remember there's always a simple pleasure
The pleasure of being nobody special at all
The only thing that I want to do
Is be home on time to make love to you
A sweet little house on a tree lined street
There's nothing in life that can't beat
Sure I want to be famous
Sure I want to get that call
It'll come, I can wait-
Just be with me through it all.
The only thing I want to do
Is get home early and make love to you
A sweet little house and a tree lined street
There's nothing in life that can't beat
-Acoustic, clean guitars, probably open chords
Written 10/3/2005 at 2:47 AM