Stones - Bec Sandridge

I wish you were here, God only knows

The __ and the beach boys felt the same

From New York’s streets, to London’s ___

I felt your heartache (?)

My mind is gone, like a rolling stone

out the window

This time, they flow (?)

They’re playing sad old songs, on the radio

(More beautiful melancholy-tinged music)

I wish you were near, oh how you know

I can’t stand this dance muse (?)

Love letters and roses, and ___

I’m trying to build this house from home

My mind

is gone

like a rolling stone, out the window

This time, they flow (?)

they’re playing sad old songs

on the radio

La da da La da da da La da da Ba da da Is the night still gone?

Is the sky still full?

(?)

Is the night still gone?

Is the sky still full?

(?)

Ba da da La da da Ba da da La da da (beautiful trumpet-things and piano solo

with

triumphant finale mood)

My mind is gone

like a rolling stone

out the window

This time, they know (?)

They’re playing sad old songs

On the Radio

(The End)