Bed Of Roses

Sitting here wasted and wounded

at this old piano

Trying hard to capture

the moment this morning I don't know

Cause a bottle of vodka

is still lodged in my head

And some blond gave me nightmares

I think 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 and the truth and

what you mean to me

And the truth is baby you're all that I need

I want to lay you on a bed of roses

For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on bed of roses

Well I'm so far away

That each step that I take is on my way home

A king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night

Just to see through this payphone

Still I run out of time

Or it's hard to get through

Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you

I'll just close my eyes and whisper

baby blind love is true

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses

For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on bed of roses

The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry

The barkeeper's wig's crooked

And she's giving me the eye

I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses

For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on bed of roses