Pain and Love
We have traveled pain and love
To call ourselves high born
Living in a maze so crazed
Lunacy is legend
Lunacy is legend
Words I fear that clutch my crutch
And drive your senses crazy
Men or women too get blue
So don't make living hazy
No don't make living hazy
Once in youth the wisdom crouched
Deep inside my bedroom
Visitations now are scarce
Winter life is lonely
Now winter life is lonely
Temples that are bleak and glitch
Are bleached up on the highway
God of truth returned just once
And make my prison homely
Don't make my life so lonely
We have traveled pain and love
To call ourselves high born
Living in a maze so crazed
Lunacy is legend
Lunacy is legend
Words I fear that clutch my crutch
And drive your senses crazy
Men or women too get blue
So don't make living hazy
No don't make living hazy
Once in youth the wisdom crouched
Deep inside my bedroom
Visitations now are scarce
Winter life is lonely
Yes winter life is lonely
Temples that are bleak and glitch
Are bleached up on the highway
God of truth returned just once
And make my prison homely
Oh don't make life so lonely
To call ourselves high born
Living in a maze so crazed
Lunacy is legend
Lunacy is legend
Words I fear that clutch my crutch
And drive your senses crazy
Men or women too get blue
So don't make living hazy
No don't make living hazy
Once in youth the wisdom crouched
Deep inside my bedroom
Visitations now are scarce
Winter life is lonely
Now winter life is lonely
Temples that are bleak and glitch
Are bleached up on the highway
God of truth returned just once
And make my prison homely
Don't make my life so lonely
We have traveled pain and love
To call ourselves high born
Living in a maze so crazed
Lunacy is legend
Lunacy is legend
Words I fear that clutch my crutch
And drive your senses crazy
Men or women too get blue
So don't make living hazy
No don't make living hazy
Once in youth the wisdom crouched
Deep inside my bedroom
Visitations now are scarce
Winter life is lonely
Yes winter life is lonely
Temples that are bleak and glitch
Are bleached up on the highway
God of truth returned just once
And make my prison homely
Oh don't make life so lonely
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Writer(s): Marc Bolan, Gloria Richetta Jones
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