Diamonds & Pearls

well i looked down from my tall window

down to the busy street of mine

i couldn't hear a sound that was louder

then the one inside my mind

instead of trees the kids were climbing

up telephone antenna poles

their mothers sat on brown park benches

and were waiting to get old

don't we all like to go out dancing

to the sound of a guitar strum

as it brings us back together

though sometimes i wonder how

cause to me it's just another

way to neutralize my eyes

from seeing the daily weary faces

for an hour that i'm alive

still i'm playing out for nickels

I keep them in a wooden drawer

so that one day i can afford her diamonds and pearls

but when i hold her hand i understand

that she's worth a whole lot more

than i could ever afford

in my room there's no mistaking

i have the world upon my laps

and like a steel guitar i slide it's

endless stream of misfortunes out

but this song that i am singing

i sang it a thousand times or more

it never changed the way i acted once i went outside the door

still i'm playing out for nickels

and place them in a wooden drawer

so that one day i can afford her diamonds and pearls

but when i hold her hand i understand

that she's worth a whole lot more

yes when i hold her hand i understand

that she's worth a whole lot more

than i could ever afford