Panhandling


When I get up in the morning
You know, I feel so sore
And when I go to bed so late at night
You know, I dream of something more
And I think about you most all the time
Cathy lost Heathcliff and now, I've lost mine

Love in the air come down for a landing
Truth don't you care because here I am standing
Love in the air come down for a landing
And heal my insides, been too long panhandling

Drive out to work, five week days
Came home at night--my eyes are dazed
Saturday happens and you're not around
Sunday falls into water and drowns
And I think about you most all the time
Cathy lost Heathcliff and now, I've lost mine

Chorus

And I feel your love
And I sense your pain
Tonight I walk, your dreams inside my head

Let's get back together in a dream sometime
Your soul and me will be so fine
Drop in from heaven and say hello
I miss you buddy, friend of mine
And I think about you most all the time
Cathy lost Heathcliff and now, I've lost mine

Music and lyrics Copyright © 1995 & 1996 Peter Scott.


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