Some Kind Of

No more western out
But no name called by the owl
Tonight, there'll be no light

No more his and her towel
No more searching for the right words
The perfect vowel tonight
Only consonants of constant discontent

Some kind of love, most any kind will do
Something to run from and to run to
Some kind of love
Yeah, bold enough to get through
Color all orange and blue

Blistered skin and a red in neck
Working 12 hours a day
On an unknown planet called Spec tonight
There'll be no light

Flicker flame from a red earth glow
And dream of love you never get to know
Tonight, there'll be little or absolutely no light inside

Some kind of love, most any kind will do
Something to run from and to run to
Some kind of love
Yeah, bold enough to get through
Color all orange and blue

Yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh
Oh-oh

Baby bright, be my light
Might be right, might be right
Baby bright, be my light
Be my light



Credits
Writer(s): Howe Gelb
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