Think that she’s still in my bed
As I dream about movies
They won’t make of me when I’m dead
With an ironclad fist
I wake up and French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
Its own beat in my head
While we’re talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love the truth and what you mean to me
And the truth is, baby you’re all that I need
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well I’m so far away
Step that I takes on my way home
A king’s ransom in dimes I give each night
To see through this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it’s hard to get through
‘Til’ the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I’ll just close my eyes and whisper
Baby blind love is true
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
Oh, I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses
Well, this hotel bar’s hangover whiskey’s gone dry
The barkeeper’s wig’s crooked
And she’s giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
