Think Of One - Andy Summers

Some s*x can be better when it's on the phone Some people leave you feeling even more alone She breaks like a rain cloud inside my head And I am filled with the

The world was given by his hold grace The hand of god must touch upon that place We can't allow that kind of primitive Show them the book and teach them how to

Beautiful building Burning on 14th street Eyes of a stranger Sleeping through August heat We could be lovers We could even be friends Holding each other Haking

I have tried To succeed Everything I do Is scaring me To possess To have won Everything that's Underneath the sun Scary voices Echo In my head I can see I am bl

As their wings go dark - up against the sun And their shadows pass - over everyone And time unfolds - to a beating drum I throw my clothes on a burning chair I