Codeine Dream کے بول

Prayin' on the north wind Lead me to my door Thumbing through my green backs Swearin' I made more Some cruel nightly cycle Leaves me cryin' on a motel floor I don't cry for you Anymore Many a dark hour I look up to the sky Many unkind thoughts are laid On my hazy eyes Sometimes I get to thinkin' Why wait around to die I don't think of you So I get by Every day it seems My whole damn life's just a codeine dream I don't dream of you Anymore The sun is gone away now Green grass turns to brown Every December it gets a little bit harder To lay that bottle down It's more than just the weather That plagues this prairie town I won't be seeing you When I come 'round Every day it seems My whole damn life's just a codeine dream I don't dream of you Anymore