She packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour: 9:00 a.mAnd I'm

is traveling tonight on a planeI can see the red

kids, shake it loose togetherThe spotlight's hitting somethingBeen known

am the elder Utah SmithI've got two wings to

It feels like I'm flyingWhen I see your faceI'm charged with

scars remind us ofToo much war, too little loveBeneath

Wise men sayIt looks like rain todayIt crackled on the speakersAnd

wasn't famous but I sure did love himI've got

been out here on this road someCan't help feeling

once I was a young manLooked over vales and

couldn't take it anymore sonIt was tearing me apartWe're

hit 'em with a little ghetto Elton John

not the same as I used to beAll the

the heart of every girlThere's a woman waking upLike

jean baby, L.A. ladySeamstress for the bandPretty eyes, pirate

on, gang! Let's take it Ah ha

is a many splendored thingLove lifts us up where we

Looking back it makes me shiverDon't be scared to kick the

Got this bug-eyed girlCold hand on my kneeFrozen teeth chitter, chatterShe's

packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour, 9 a.m. And