Songtext von Eight Cylinders

Because your reasons are as cool as ice And your mind somehow paid the price You'll pay it again--somewhere--on down the line When you're there I'm sure you'll stare And I'll be behind you Because your day is a clock of grey hours And your smile has those tallest powers But sometimes, Jezebelle, it shines like the sun When you're gone and when you're done I will be behind you Because your songs are so sad and tired Because hunger is a darkness inside the phone wire It always has been, it always will be So it seems to me But that's the price you pay when you say I will be behind you Because your Ford broke down on 47 Because eight cylinders is your idea of heaven You'll get it running--someday--and you'll ride right down the line When you do, I hope it's true, And I'll ride beside you When you do, I hope it's true, And I'll ride beside you