Clarksville

Meet me at the moon tower in Clarksville
Bring whatever money you can find
I'll fill your weary head up with a beautiful dream
If you promise to
Fill my head too

Meet me on the corner, 6th and Lamar
Underneath a million twinkling stars
A few hours to kill before it's over
I'll kiss your eyes
And enjoy life

And the fog imbeds the city as we're driving home
And the streetlights go out one by one as we try to run
With my hands tight on the steering wheel
And tears in my eyes
I laugh and cry, all at the same time

Meet me on the doorstep to our house
Pick whichever one you like
What's a man without imagination?

All dried out, dead inside
A coward baby, a chicken shit
You gotta take your chances
Run and roll with it, no matter what
You end up with

And the fog imbeds the city as we're driving home
And the streetlights go out one by one as we try to run
With my hands tight on the steering wheel, and tears in my eyes
I laugh and cry, all at the same time



Credits
Writer(s): David Johan Fridlund
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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