Nothing's cooking but the rain
The rain that's pourin? down
I can't tell you when the silence came
But now it's hanging to the ground
All slow motion and hazy here
Inside this room of mine
And if the morning don't disappear
Faith will take me down the line
I wish I was Jeff Bridges
Moving down the highway
With the wind blowing thru my hair
If you're getting tired of fakin? it
Why don't you go fuck someone else?
If you're getting tired of losing it
Don't ask me to come and help
I believe that we can all escape
I believe the light will shine
I wish I was Jeff Bridges
Moving down the highway
With the wind blowing thru my hair
All I would ask of you
Remember me for what I've done
And not for what I didn't do
And not for what I didn't do
I wish I was Jeff Bridges
Moving down the highway
With the wind blowing thru my hair
I wish I was Jeff Bridges
Moving down the highway
On a road that's taking me somewhere
Somewhere ? somewhere ? somewhere ...
Writer(s): Fred Atle Bystroem Olsen, R C Finnigan
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