With the force of a Coltrane I am waiting for you to come to me
With the patience of Miles I am waiting for you to come to me
Dizzy my mind with the blue in Your words, Sonny the days surrounding this autumn
Yellow the leaves keep 'em from fallen, Cause I'm sore from the wanting, sore from the wanting
I've been taken and beaten and left on the streets, I been taken and beaten and left alone
Could I take another hit to make my eyes roll into my head
Could they really push me down and leave me on the ground, close to dead
Could they get me really lit and leave me immovable
I'm at the end, I'm at the end
Give wings to my life and notes to the Bird, Give Art to the life I'm grey in the dream
I've taken my seven steps up to heaven, and I'm sore from the wanting, sore from the wanting
I've been taken and beaten and left on the streets, I been taken and beaten and left alone
