cruising for another time crossing out the ones I've tried, have a moment if you want is it anarchy if I teach you how to love my land
new beginning normal prattle, in and out of reach. nothing to do with baby brown eyes , maybe you are free
if it makes you happy walking home this afternoon, let it be let it bleed let it really happen to me
wandering alone outside said she isn't used to crime, if I knew what they want it would be ok I don't need someone to hold my hand
no repeating just your dreaming, in and out of sleep. I'm only guessing maybe brown eyes, baby you are free