Song Length |
1:00 |
Genre |
Blues - Chicago |
Lyrics
Written on the wind a thousand miles two tandem smiles
At a certain sunday morning picture show
Number seven barreling headlong down the line
And it seems there'll be no wishing back this time
Don't you know don't you know
The whole thing's packed up it's ready to go
You think it's a shame the way things change
You'd gotten used to them staying the same
Didn't I show you how to miss this smile of mine
All the way to heaven is heaven angels walk with white clothed arms
I think I feel them closing in my bones
Singing sighing always moving down the line
And it seems there'll be no turning back this time
Don't you know don't you know
the whole things packed up it's ready to go
You think its a shame the way things change
You'd gotten used to them staying the same
Didn't I show you how to miss these arms of mine
Well it's never what you think it's going to be just what you find
Have you held on to my memory all the while
Could you send me some reminder
Something finer then the picture that I have
Before it fades out of my mind fades out of m mind
Written on the wind a thousand miles two tandem smiles
At a certain sunday morning picture show
Don't you know don't you know don't you know don't you know
Didn't I show you how to miss this smile of mine
Hey didn't I show you how to miss this smile of mine