Hazy Nights

Through all the hazy nights and the lonely days Through the lazy week, a snails pace But then it comes along, knocks you to your feet Where do you belong where do you agree I will go out and find my way May be a while but in the end it takes a day When the seed has been sewn so low Time slows down now you're all on your own This time we can go and rule the streets Ideas we can share from sea to sea you see Play guitar all night under stars so bright Walking home under the lonely moon what a pretty sight When you live and you know that you are if you tried but you failed it can be so hard The bridge can still be walked about a mile from the dock you can leave on a boat come home when you will