Baby, where are you
Lately, I
Maybe I found you
Let's go for a drive
The airplanes are down
And the lights are asleep
And no ones around
Just a nice breeze in the street
And there is no one around
To sing my praises now
And there is no one around
To sing my praises now
I saw your weapon
You kept it for me
Parked in the driveway
Waiting for me
The airplanes are down
And the lights are asleep
And no ones around
Just a nice breeze in the street
And there is no one around
To sing my praises now
And there is no one around
To sing my praises now
No one around to sing my praises
No one around to sing my praises
No one around to sing my praises
I am not a king
The sky is pink like the color of your lips
I can feel the blood in the tip
The sky is pink like the color of your lips
I can feel the blood in the tip
The airplanes are down
And the lights are asleep
And no ones around
Just a nice breeze in the street