When I first came to see you 

I called it Houston street 

Could we meet?

Show me all the things you see?

I'm one more here

Some old-timer pioneer

Who believes with shaken faith

I still have some cool

I could leave you here with your people

If I'm a flag you'd not prefer to wave

You're always in my head

You're just what I wanted

I live in constant debt

To feel you, invented

When I first came to LA I met you the old fashioned way

Too drunk and even worse, 

Much too lonely

I'll leave it there

A busted homesteader

Who believes in virgin grace

Somehow I'll stay proud

Any dick can roll up in a suit

But only I would know what really moves you

You're always in my head

You're just what I wanted

I live in constant debt

To feel you, invented

There's a cinematic end

I picture it just right

Having trouble with the right words

But you tell me with your eyes

There's something good I miss

Something I cant' find

Do you believe me now?

Can you see it in my eyes?

You're always in my head

You're just what I wanted

I live in constant debt

To feel you, invented

the blissful cloud of summer-indolence...

espero que guste la foto )

Have no fear in your heart 

though you feel you've been broken and lost 

there's a place where we will meet up again 

there's a place that mends your hurt and takes you in 

there are times faced alone 

when you find all the holes in yourself 

you don't have to walk the night on your own 

I will say a prayer for you to lead you on 

I will say a prayer for you when you have gone