DISCOGRAPHY - "67,000 Miles An Album" - LYRICS
HER LIKENESS
First loves can last a life time but not the one for me
I lie awake because I’m sketching endlessly
And even now I can’t ever erase
The picture that’s drawn inside
I seem somehow to conjure up her face
There’s no place she can hide
Each night I see her likeness in front of me so vividly
Though I’m not one to wallow in waters that flow by
But even fate can’t swallow a stream that won’t run dry
With colors warm, her image will appear
Her features as they were
My eyelids form a canvas all too near
Where oils are bound to stir
Right in my view her likeness still cuts through, etched in blue
No need for paint and palette or fan brush in my hand
I mindlessly allow it into my pre-dream land
And even now I can’t ever erase
The picture that’s drawn inside
I seem somehow to conjure up her face
There’s no place she can hide
I don’t know why her likeness lingers by, no matter how I try
Sleep has to wait while her likeness I create on a restless slate
Right in my view, her likeness still cuts through, etched in blue
Each night I see her likeness in front of me, so vividly
First loves can last a life time but not the one for me
I lie awake because I’m sketching endlessly
And even now I can’t ever erase
The picture that’s drawn inside
I seem somehow to conjure up her face
There’s no place she can hide
Each night I see her likeness in front of me so vividly
Though I’m not one to wallow in waters that flow by
But even fate can’t swallow a stream that won’t run dry
With colors warm, her image will appear
Her features as they were
My eyelids form a canvas all too near
Where oils are bound to stir
Right in my view her likeness still cuts through, etched in blue
No need for paint and palette or fan brush in my hand
I mindlessly allow it into my pre-dream land
And even now I can’t ever erase
The picture that’s drawn inside
I seem somehow to conjure up her face
There’s no place she can hide
I don’t know why her likeness lingers by, no matter how I try
Sleep has to wait while her likeness I create on a restless slate
Right in my view, her likeness still cuts through, etched in blue
Each night I see her likeness in front of me, so vividly