Sun through the window my car's broken down
When I was a kid I would just run around
Scrape up my knees and climb up my trees
Perk up my ears when I heard a sound
Roll on with your love
I don't need your lies and your thighs in my bed
Roll on with your dreams
I don't need your words or your thoughts in my head
Roll on with your love
I don't need it, I don't need it, I don't need it
Sun through the window my car's broken down
If I had my way I would just lay around
And drink up my beer and play with my guns
If I was a priest, I'd play with my nuns
Hold on to my love
Water it in the morning like you do with your plants
Hold on to my dreams
My schemes are busting apart at the seams
Hold on to my love
Well, you need it, yeah you do, yeah you do
Well, you need it, yeah you do, yeah you do
I hold on to your love
I put it in the pocket that's next to my heart
I hold on to you dreams
Your schemes are busting apart at the seams
I hold on to your love
Well, I need it, I need it, yeah, I do