Lyrics

COULD BE

could be lounging on a yacht in Tahiti
champagne with Marlon Brando
or laying bets on the table in Vegas
hopin? that the card comes in low

could hang with the Sinaloa cowboys
setting prices for the next planeload
catch a ride with a salesman from Omaha
alone with my pack and the road


I could go for tea with the Dalai Lama
all detached and living so true
or be some fool spoiled in a mansion
it's all ashes unless I've got you

there's sunny beaches where I've lain laughing
and mountainsides so lovely I've cried
cities blazing like the dreams of children
there?s not much that I've refused to try

now I've felt the sting of promise defiled
and known the grace of promise fulfilled
and the taste of races won clean and lost well
and the peace of a heart finally still

Now this soap opera never stops unfolding
there's always something seductive and new
I know I'll be high and I know I'll be low
and it's all ashes unless I?ve got you
Unless I?ve got you

could be lounging on a yacht in Tahiti
champagne with Marlon Brando
or laying bets on the table in Vegas
hoping that card comes in low

could hang with the Sinaloa cowboys
setting prices for the next planeload
catch a ride with a salesman from Omaha
alone with my pack and the road


I could go for tea with the Dalai Lama
all detached and living so true
or be some fool spoiled in a mansion
it's all ashes unless I've got you

there's sunny beaches where I've lain laughing
and mountainsides so lovely I've cried
cities blazing like the dreams of children
not much that I've refused to try