Lyrics

I want you to know as you lie in that bed That I miss you more than any word that I've said And it meant more to me to touch your forehead Than all the talking I was feeling useless so I had to write it down You dreamt of the fields back in my old home town I'll put you on my back and you won't touch the ground You can leave the wheelchair behind We can go to Silver Lake We can get drunk on the plans we made Away from the vipers and their yellow cake Away from Hollywood and Western Maybe we don't need to be so patient I'll quit my job if you quit your medication Take the next bus leaving L.A. station Your father's heroes are gone