It is a hurtin' thing you don't wanna talk about it
Pain in your heart well it's takin' your breath away
You left it in lipstick on the mirror no use talkin' about it
Love like this just don't come along every day

CHORUS:
Somebody just stop calling you angel
Somebody just let love get up and go downtown
Somebody just stop calling you angel

I've got a blue telescope, I'm looking at the world tonight
Through a blue telescope; I wish I may, I wish I might
Not see what I see - sheet metal on sheets of ice
Looking through this blue telescope down a moonstruck road tonight

Blue breath on my windshield, I came to a frozen place
She shivered when I said goodbye - I wish I didn't have to face

I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed
And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows
Just when you think that you've got a grip
Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip
As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line

CHORUS:
Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters
of the south running helter skelter
down through the mississippI delta

Baby when I put my mind to it
I slip into another gear
And I travel in another syncopation
When all I wanna be is here with you
And

I'll be true to you cross my fingers
I'll be good to you cross my fingers
I'll be true to you cross my fingers

Sure as a snake along the river
Sure as a ghost is in the trees
There is a promise love delivers
Even though you never promised me

I would have thought time would erase
I'll never get over you
The feeling's lost in your embrace
I'll never get over you

But still I try
And still I cry
Still I'm wondering why

CHORUS:
I'll never get over you
I'll never get over you
I'll never get over you

I tell myself my heart will find
A way to get over you
When I've already lost my mind
Tryin' to get over you

You answer questions like a natural disaster
Voices in the wind- you let em call her out
The whole foundation just went flying past her
She puts her heart into it - and you just yank it out

You pulled her love out through the window pane
Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane

She could have rode off with some Texas tornado
Some mister twister she could kick up her boot heels with

When the snake of love
Starts pulling you under
And it wont let go
'Til it starts to thunder
And there's not a cloud in the sky
Gonna make him shake
I guess old habits are hard to break

Cause even the good ones
Just seem to go bad
Might be the sweetest love
That you ever had
You just cant let em go
For goodness sake
I guess old habits are hard to break

he threw one down from the top of the stairs
beautiful women were standing everywhere
they all got wet when he smashed that thing
but off in the dark you could hear somebody sing

it breaks my heart to see those stars
smashing a perfectly good guitar
i dont know who they think they are
smashing a perfectly good guitar

it started back in 1963

What is that fallin' out of your eyes
What is that rollin' on down your shit
Thunder and lightning from the bloodshot skies
This time its feeling like a permanent hurt

What is that lipstick up on his sleeve
Wheres the forgiveness thats stronger than dirt
Tearin' the words out when you ask him to leave
This time its gonna be a permanent hurt

A permanent hurt, yeah a pemanent hurt

Sometimes I don't even move a muscle
Baby when you lie awake at night
I think I've got nine lives in these corpuscles
Girl, you know sometimes I don't think right

I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and its nothing at all
A hungry wolf, or an agry child

Or something wild
Something wild
Something wild - tell me love is
Something wild - tell me love is

Hot summer night, I was counting all the starlight on your skin
Airtight, as I watched you breathing out, I'm breathing in
By the lake, so humid that the moon was getting wet
For our sake the crickets started playing their castonets
Like a gypsy, you stole me from a child into a man
It never hit me: I've been running ever since I took a stand

Saturday night he comes home stinking
sunday morning she wakes up thinking and thinking and thinking and thinking
does she need to get the kids dressed to go to church
he's pulled a shotgun out of the lurch
he heads for the TV room starts to search
his problems swollen like a river and his reality's shrinking
he finds them huddled by the toy box and splatters 'em all

(let me hear ya get funky now)
When your heart touches mine
And my thoughts explode
When our wires get crossed
And the fire burns my soul

Then I know you're home
When you shine your light
And i dont have to use the phone
To call you
Baby when you hold me tight
We can count heartbeats and squeeze
Baby when you hold me tight
You can really make a man say, please