out the window of a train, tree lines forever
all the kitchen table lights sort of blend together
(but) in this picture i can still feel the weather
it's the kind of cold makes you too numb to care
the coffee is warm but the whiskey's right there
i'm standing next to a diamond in the middle of nowhere
this is one in a million
things i remember golden
memory's a luxury leaves a little room for delusion
like a theater dark on monday, in a room designed for you
there's a grand piano and your chosen muse
i'm on the verge of something true
in the drizzle in the snow
i always try to get back to this moon
the sky is only thing i know, hasn't changed
the devil's in the details and i forget names
i still see faces in dreams
it's funny the things that used to keep me from sleeping
don't stay out, you, too late don't stay up all night
i've been taking all your good advice
push a button and we will remember this
pictures say a thousand words
words we say cannot be seen
if you blink an eye you just might miss something
and there is much to be learned
your dog taught me something i didn't know
i wouldn't know it for years
i am not alone in this world
i am not alone in this world
i'm standing next to a diamond in the middle of nowhere

INVIA LE CORREZIONI