Don't take the wrong direction passing through
by mike
Outside my window is a tree
In her own mad mind she's in love with you
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind
Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Mike The Intern and Ned Reynolds talk sports!
I'm just beginning to see
I see it all through my window it seems
Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach
