it's at the end of lonely street. . . .

you'll never grow old

and you'll never die

i'm sleep walking

thro the streets yours and my eye's use to see

i sound so fake and it's in that

that it's the most real you've ever seen me

he tells you everything

and i tell him everything

where do i lay my head tonight

so close to home i can almost taste it

the chelsea hotel where i can almost hear it

the heart break hotel where i can almost see it

so whhhhyyy can't i touch it

8 months

and give or take

5

to

6 days

i've got a smile on my face

and only two coins

to take me right over that rainbow