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I come in from the cold with vine leaves in my hair
Whistling sweet virtue of an old forgotten stare
I turn on my T.V. and radio so loud
Listening for evidence of life left in this town
I'm calling all the beatniks, religious and insane
To come aboard my rocket ship - forever moving train
All we ask is listen to the dreams inside your head
And don't forget the difference in the living and the dead
And all I ever wanted, all I ever needed was you.
'Cause I've got the love, the love... love that keeps on giving
Yeah, I've got the love, the love... love that keeps on giving
I've got the love, the love... love that keeps on giving
Yeah, I've got the love, the love... love that keeps on giving
I question my existence but it's written in the soul
The answer lies in paradise where stories will unfold
To sing a song of sweetness for all the world to see
To cast your words upon a wave for all eternity