I want to live, But, I want to live,
About a mile from the subway,
In a cabin, in the country, with you.

I want to stay. But, I'd want to stay
Somewhere, where it's shady.
Where you'd be my lady, and yet, we still could be friends.

Angels walk past. We don't have to believe we see them.
But, if we must see them, sure as hell now, we don't have to
be them.
They tell us we're mad, and that we're only scheming.
But, if our lips can touch, then away now, with all of this
dreaming.

I want to live. But, I'd want to live about a mile from the
subway,
In a cabin, in the country, with you

Guitar and vocals, The Legendary RT (Arthur Hine), Piano, Jeff Dawson, Saxophone, Mario Cruz, Drums, Jimmy Madison, Bass, David Shaich..

Copyright 2009, Arthur Hine. All rights reserved Arthur Hine and RTPotpourri Publishing.