Went past the sun, went past the sun station
And turned around by the next cross
Is it my son, the one who is looking at me
The one who tells me, I've been doing wrong.
Ain't it enough, what you felt, that all the angels aren't angels no more
Not in this town, oh, you've seen it all
I sold my coat, now I'm out in the cold, and I'm looking at you
What you gonna do now, you're free to leave, don't want you to be wasting your time, with someone who doesn't believe
Still have some memories, those things that have passed, those things that are saying much more than i could ever say
Seeing the lasso, sealing them deals, but my blood signature on a line that isn't real, just o I could kill, some time.
Feel free to leave here at any time you want, just tell me to stop
Feel free to leave here at any time you want, as long as you feel free