I hear the sound of white noise
Coming through my radio
There are no more lovers or cowboys
In the hotel lobby San Francisco
I'm on the other side of heaven
I'm on the other side of heaven
I don't want to fall into nothing
I've been bathed but I ain't clean
I want to feel just to feel something
Lord take me down to Jessamine
I'm on the other side of heaven
I'm on the other side of heaven
From you, ooooo
From you, ooooo
It gets so cold in oblivion
Waiting for that morning light
I'm on the other side of heaven
I'm on the other side of heaven
From you
From you
From you
