Beautiful Steven

Call it what it is
Don't leave me waiting
Cut your face again
Winter light fading

Whiskey in the jar
Old man's at the pawn shop
Walked up in his robe
Hit at the bus stop

I once had it made
Never strayed very far
And it's Steven on the breeze
Calling out for the keys

I wanna stand on the edge again
I wanna step off

Play it where it lands
Calling for hours
Easy on the sand
Hard in the showers
Scuff my blinding shoes
Smoke up in the alley
You disappear again
With catholic sally
Oh, no

I once tried to say
In the grey concrete yard
And they looked the other way
As Steven went in hard

I wanna stand on the edge again
I wanna step off (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

I wanna, I wanna go



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph K. White, Francis Keaney, Thomas Russo, Marcel Tussie, Joseph Clement Russo
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