Willie Short

Lyrics

[Verse 1] The sun beats down on the freeway Breeze barely crawls through the screen And all I can see are the spaces Left here by what might have been [Verse 2] You may not see me in Houston If I'm who you come looking for I'm not going to work in the morning I ain't washing dishes no more [Verse 3] I never have claimed to be perfect I haven't been so bad And I can't count the days I'll be leaving But I'm glad for the ones I've had [Verse 4] No one can take this heart from me No one can scatter my soul But it's hard, mister, dying by inches From something I cannot control [Verse 5] So Lord, let me run in your meadows Lord, let me sleep in your arms And protect me from all of these people Who think I am doing them harm [Verse 6] The living may claim we are different But dying makes us all the same So while you are here, don't forget me From time to time, mention my name