Yesterdays Son -

Days cross shorter that not turns black

See no door head of you is no turning back

Cut your walls … you can’t look back

See no road head of me is no turning back

Lady, sweet lady please take me with you

Lately I’ve been dreaming pretty lady about you

Come back on another day maybe things were wrong

Broken shapes and memories floating back so cold

Come back on another day maybe I’ll be strong

Tell them remember me.

Nights cross shorter the days turn black

See no door head of me I’m not turning back

Cut my loses … I can’t look back

See long road head of me I’m not coming back

Come back on another day maybe things were wrong

Broken shapes and memories floating back so cold

Come back on another day lately I’ll be strong

Tell them remember me.

What if I do enough what if I could be

Maybe you stay

What if I do enough what if I could be

Maybe you stay

What if I do enough what if I could be

Maybe you stay

What if I do enough what if I could be

Maybe you stay

What if I do enough what if I could be

Maybe you stay…