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John Hiatt Greatest Hits

I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows Just when you think that you've

Well I'm out here on my own Followin' a star Asking on my knees, for some direction, please, And, God, you know that's hard Cause I'm such a stubborn

When the road gets dark And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all

She paints her fingernails forbidden tones She wants nervous youth on the telephone He don't call She sticks another pin In her doll And puts him

It's a lonely picture Of an empty glass It's a still life study Of a drunken ass And he howls at the moon Hoping the sun don't come up too fast I'm

Laugh everyone at the clown He's the best one in town, Ummm ummm Ride on his merry-go-round Spinning faster than sound Uuuuh huh Uuuuh huh Laugh

killed REPEAT CHORUS BRIDGE: You couldn't say how much it hurt you And I couldn't see the damage I'd done 'Til I watched the greatest love

There's a lipstick sunset Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I

Little girl playin' with the moonlight Shine it on me, shine it on me There's a cloud over my light and its troubling me, troubling me Such a world