In the night when you're lonely And you can't find a word for how you feel There's a place that you know of where the lights Are so low they're hardly real
In a chair on the front veranda is a weight With a thought to set you free The weight is my soul The weight is my soul, come to me
I can see through the streetlights Where the evening air is turning round All I hear is the hangin' of the moon And the stars on the sky
In a chair on the front veranda is a weight With a thought to set you free The weight is my soul The weight is my soul, come to me
Have you thought of the times when your heart And your mind are free Have you thought of the times when your heart And your mind are free
In the night when you're lonely And you can't find a word for how you feel There's a place that you know of where the lights Are so low they're hardly real,
In a chair on the front veranda is a weight With a thought to set you free The weight is my soul The weight is my soul, come to me
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