Hippie

It takes one to know one, A sympathetic soul. She's got fire in her blood And I can empathise. We both need to lose control Just like falling stones. She paints scenes round the city. I'm a fool on the stage. Lost my heart to a hippie. My mama said we're "living in a bygone age. Kid, things ain't the same." I am wearing her thin. She's beating me down. We're both spiralling. She is bleeding me dry. I'm holding her back ... Or so people think. I never know what each new day will bring. It's a roll of the dice. It's a wonderful thing That she keeps me guessing. My own terrible blessing. I am wearing her thin. She's beating me down. We're both spiralling. She is bleeding me dry. I'm holding her back ... Even the best laid plans Fall right through our hands. We'll go with the good times baby. We'll go with the good times baby! I am wearing her thin. She's beating me down. We're both spiralling. She is bleeding me dry. I'm holding her back. Or so people think ... Or so people think ...