Blind Melon - St. Andrew's Fall Lyrics
Big stretch and not much sleepI got a couple of palm trees on each side of my cheekAnd it's a bright blue SaturdayAnd the rummage sells the rubbish to meBut if I could buy the sky that's hangin'Over this bed of mineIf I could climb these vinesAnd maybe see what you're seein'If you were standin' on the corner starin' straightInto the eyes of Jesus ChristOne porch, one dog, one *****roach only one way to beI got sewage fruit and it's growing out back from rootsI don't know if they belong to meBut if I could buy the sky that's hangin'Over this bed of mineAnd if I could climb these vines and maybe see what you're seein'Sittin' at the edge of this building,Twenty stories below, a' twenty stories belowTwenty stories belowTwenty stories belowI can't tell you how many ways that I've sat,And viewed my life today, but I can tell youI don't think that I can find an easier waySo if i see you walking hand in hand in handWith a three armed man, you know I'll understandBut you should have been in my shoes yesterdayYou should have been in my shoes yesterday
