Smokie

From the day I was born Title Jinx was my name. Though I tried and I tried, That name still remained.

Now some men like the fishin', and some men like the fowlin', And some men like ta hear, a cannon ball a roarin', Me I like sleepin', specially in my Molly's chamber.

I hear voices all singing, But no one's there... It's the ghost of my life, Bringing past tense to mind. Lock and key here ties me From the freedom and sin.

Every dream that I dream Seems to float on by Like a cloud in the wind Way up in the sky. Every move that I make Seems to be the wrong way Like a cold black night After a summer's day.

Such simple things you fail to see, You take back everything you ever give.

It was only a winter's tale Just another winter's tale. Why should the world take notice Of one more love thats fail.

Every time you go away, you take a piece of me with you.

And when you're bitten by the truth, You blame it on your mis-spent youth, You never seem to learn by your mistakes.

So don't talk to me of wild wild angels, Wild wild angels on the skyways, Those wild wild angels on the highways of your life, 'Cos it's people like you who never knew, What wild wild angels have to face.

I'll give you every thing I can. I'll build your dreams with these two hands. We'll hang some memories on the walls. And when there's silver in your hair, You won't have to ask if I still care, 'Cus as the time turns the page, my love won't age at all.

The nights are colder now Maybe I should close the door. Anyway the snow is covered all your foot steps And I can follow you no more.