Im going to down to sector 16
Gonna learn to read the writing on the wall
I never see your hair in the moonlight
I never see you at all
Too rich and yet too lean
And I was trying to scrub myself clean
Time will tell on you
Time will see it through
Shooting imron in the blank hotel
The girl with my name
I still think i know you so well
Just enough to see you change
Make this house a junkyard
Make this house a home
In your suitcase, pack all four chords
Learn to polish all that chrome
Youve gotta tell me how to love you
Youve got to tell me how you feel, so it goes
Youve got to let me see you when the day is through
Youve got to let us start anew