Eddie Money

Breath, the sound of silhouettes Its silky nets breathe light into me Paves away to everlasting Earthly slumber Cocoon coffin, hair upon my neck is standing Now you're shaking, now you're turning round If I could have one minute more Stand outside your door And sing to you Something from the seventies Like Eddie Money Or The Who Thank the (...) lemon pepper Greasy fingers, spines are winding On to mattress, hips contract Now you're standing Now you're leaving Now you're turning round If I could have one moment back I'd take the photographs And leave the guitar So you can strum your open chords Singing E.L.O. and C.C.R. Instead I stand outside your door Million shades you pour When you heard me sing to you Ooooooo Ooooooo Ooooooo Ooooooo *Missing lyrics Ooooooo Ooooooo Ooooooo Ooooooo