the snowflakes are falling
and slipping through frozen fingers
so don't cry ***
the summer'll be here soon

even if it seems
the roads are choking
under salt and ***** sand

Your love cascades down from
our purple velvet skies
While the whole world shimmers
and reflects the blue in your eyes

the snow can keep falling
until it covers our little English town
It's been falling all day long
but I don't mind because of your smile

everything is safe and sound
in our own little
Purple Velvet Wonderland

The record player keeps spinning the Vinyl
black & white pictures on the walls
are beginning to talk
And the lights blink on and off

The same dark feeling of despair settles over me
during the early hours of the morning
It's a shame 'cause I've run out of whiskey
to help chase the inspiration and sleep
I desperately need

My thoughts cross to you sometimes
and I wonder where you are now
I guess you never kept that promise
as I've yet to see your name on a spine

I guess I'll go to bed now
I'll put on one more record
and muddle into the fog

These black & white pictures
are beginning to talk
And the lights blink
On and off

Time has moved so fast
that we're not living in the 80's anymore
And all the friends I've gathered
along the way

have slowly started to disappear
One...by...One

And this old pattern
of moving from job to job
Is becoming a bore

So turn up the radio
and drive another 1000 miles

I'm still filling up this old backpack
with silver tins of sand
Each one labeled
from all the beaches I've been to

...So many different places

If you asked me where home is
I'd tell you I don't know

'Cause I've been to Albuquerque
Japan, and everywhere else
around this globe

I am a wanderer
My home is the road