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Walking down Broadway, pacing the streets in Chinatown |
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Walk them so much, will walk them when |
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I'm old and hunched over, maybe with a friend |
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Maybe with my love, or maybe alone |
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Circlin' the globe I ache with midnight loneliness, my heart turns black |
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The demons nest inside my soul when each night comes and I close the door |
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I feel the cold, I see the digital clocks and face the ceiling layin' on my back |
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Got no willpower, honestly, I crave your touch to comfort me |
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Caroline |
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You're always in my heart |
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Caroline |
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Though I've lied before and I don't deserve your |
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Caroline |
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I don't deserve your kindness |
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Caroline |
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The Holiday Inn, the Hilton Hotel, the Intercontinental, the Admiral Fell |
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Embassy Suites, Islington, Jurys Inn, Doubletrees, got a nice pool where I swim |
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Scandic Stockholm has got a nice gym, baths and saunas to soak in my sins |
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Marriot Courtyard, Radisson Blu, wherever I am I try to reach you |
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Cause nothing's better than any given day |
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Laying in bed with you, looking out at the bay |
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Watchin' a movie, or watching' a fight |
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Like when Manny Pacquiao had an easy night |
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Of Ricky Hatton and I rolled over |
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And kissed your neck, and I smelled your skin |
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And I still fall in love with you every time |
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That I hold you close and I look in your eyes |
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Caroline |
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You always seem to find a way... |
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Caroline |
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When I'm lost at sea like an old ghost ship |
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Caroline |
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When I'm hidin' behind walls and I stop seeing my friends |
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Caroline |
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When I don't feel like talking |
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When I'm messy as Nordic December |
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Disconnected and cannot remember |
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If last Christmas we had spent together |
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If I'm alive or I'm a soft grey cloud |
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Sleepwalkin' through traffic lights downtown |
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When I can't discern, cannot decipher |
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Pages fallin' from the soul typewriter |
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Caroline |
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Are we runnin' out of time? |
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Caroline |
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Cause there's no one I could find |
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Caroline |
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Without you I'm no one |
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Caroline |
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This mornin' I woke up next to my love and her terrier pup |
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She went off worked her day long and I stayed home and I wrote songs |
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Took my brain down the block and drank iced tea at the coffee shop |
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My agent called, said "I've got somethin' for ya |
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Halifax, Nova Scotia, Winnipeg, Manitoba, |
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Netherlands, London U.K., then come back home, Seattle, Portland, L.A.," |
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Walkin' down Broadway through the streets in Chinatown, I scratched my head |
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And I looked down, still be walkin' them when I'm old, maybe with a friend |
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Maybe with my love, maybe alone |
