I'll put a line on hold My body, my mind and soul To repair my worn out bones And polish what before was shown I need time for myself Almost within my grasp My promised land They're growing cold And I know no home My afternoons are spent with you It's time for a change of scene To break up this vain routine Bring those dreams to me With all the endless fields I need time for myself Almost within my grasp My promised land They're growing cold And I know no home My afternoons are spent with you Where all the days are all the same Where I sleep at night With you by my side Thanks for watching!
