Bound Red Gideon کے بول

I'd been road bound, drunk on summertime When you up and left Saying doubts about me'd slow been surfacing Like grass through the cement Hotel held a bound red gideon into which i sunk my teeth Searching for love unconditional, dreaming without sleep Alone, you see With answers few and far between Are you taking sips of loneliness and mouthfuls more of grief? Cuz i don't know just what i'm looking for A town or a person, a painting, a face A song on my stereo telling me good love is on the way Oh me of such little faith There's no sense in wondering what was meant or what will be in time But time and time again, i think of you and hope you're doing fine Apart and free Just a ghost, how you're meant to be