Dead Hot Workshop

Lyrics to Lead Thoughts

Slowly sinking into my eyes

And I'm listening to the phone

Waiting for it to ring

And I'm waiting for anything

And I ain't got a quarter or a dollar or anything



And I'm so fine all the nights

That I've asked myself that a million times

"Am I gonna be alright?"

It's too soon to tell

So I tell myself a lie



TV, something big

Out of a sound of a crowd, surround me

Light is spilling all over the wall

And I'm gasping for breath

Within myself



And I'm so fine all the nights

At a million miles an hour

To chase .........

So clear as a bell

So hard getting down



Now I'm thinkin' of something

And I'm making you guess what it is

Ain't no way that I can put it into words and have it make sense



And I'm so fine all the nights

I've asked myself a million times

"Am I gonna be alright?"

There's no way to tell

Till I find out for myself