Walking Through Glass

Lyrics
When your car breaks down You hand your keys to the nearest jogger And say, "If you can fix it, it belongs to you" You go through roommates and friends and apartments Like the ordinary person would change his or her underwear Baby, I worry 'bout you How can you live this way? With the eyes of a child and the soul of a beggar On a skid row Saturday But every time you seem to be walking through glass You come through fine On the other side Like a wounded bird you flop and flutter Till I wanna take you in my hand And put you in a box for a while But you never stay put, you never stay put You limp along thе highway Dangerously close to wherе the cars roll by Baby, I worry 'bout you What strange voice do you hear? You try to live by rules that even Jesus wouldn't go near But every time you seem to be walking through glass You come through fine On the other side It's all an experiment Every step you take is on the difficult path You fight the impossible You oughta live your life in a philosophy class Baby, I worry about you You do the dance of death You finally come in at three in the morning With the universe on your breath But every time you seem to be walking through glass You come through fine On the other side On the other side On the other side
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Credits
- Writers
- Dan Bern