give me that mythical message
give me that sign
i need to get where i'm going in half the time
and i need a friend to come help me steer my boat
so my bantering won't float away
so someone will notice when i get old.

live with me today
forget my wrongs
you smile the same as i when you hear your favorite song
and you'd stay like i would
in the warmth of the sun
on the coldest day we have ever begun.

mrs.greene is ready to die
but only to see her husband who passed when he was 85
she hasn't seen a soul like his since Hampton was alive
she is hoping for the rain with no reason to survive

i left Alabama and i wiped my feet of it
i tried to fit into Boston, but there was no place for me to sit
i followed a pretty girl around til my love for her was pain
i was running to the beach that day
i was hoping for the rain