Lyrics

I quit high school, a teen
With the girl next door to me
We grew up fast and dreamed

I learned how to read a hand
Found work as a carnival man
Drank whiskey and joined the band

Running around light years from home
With a suitcase holding everything I owned
When I saw you turned your back
I took your idea and made it on the road

I left my gypsy queen
For a girl they called a tease
She had two cats that made me sneeze

Love was a jail, a jam
Getting stuck in the soft white sand
I dug out and scorched the land

Running around light years from home
With a suitcase holding everything I owned
When I saw you turned your back
I took your idea and made it on the road

You were my best friend
You were my best friend
You inspired me
My best friend

Well I'm an easy man today
A reflection on the bay
But the music takes me away

Running around light years from home
I remember every face and every foe
When you saw I turned my back
You're on the front page a true original

(c)2004 David Sherman and Bill Whitten, BMI