Good Song

waiting, i got no town to hide in the country's got a hold of my soul tv's dead and there ain't no war in my head and you seem very beautiful to me sleeping but my works not done i could be lying on an atom bomb i'll take care cause i know you'll be there you seem very beautiful to me it is the rest of your life keeps a rolling and rolling picture in my pocket looks like you it is the rest of your life keeps a rolling, rolling, rolling along