Tryin' To Get To Heaven (Version 1)
Bob Dylan
6:56I'm walking through streets that are dead Walking with you in my head My feet are so tired, my brain is too wired And the air is hazy Did I hear someone tell a lie? Did I hear somebody's distant cry? I spoke like a child, you destroyed me with a smile And I made it so easy I'm sick of love, but I'm in the thick of it This kind of love, I'm just sick of it I see lovers in the meadow I see silhouettes in the window I watch them 'til they're gone, and it leaves me hanging on To a shadow I'm sick of love Lord, I hear the clock tick Sick of love, I'm love sick Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder Sometimes I feel like I'm being plowed under Could you ever be true? Sometimes I think about you And I wonder I'm sick of love, wish I'd never met you I'm sick of love, I can't forget you I just don't know what to do I'd give anything to be with you