Blind Melon - St. Andrew's Hall 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 sellin' the rubbish to meBut if i could buy the sky, that's hangingOver this bed of mineIf i could climb these vinesAnd maybe see what you're seeingIf you were standing' on the corner staring 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 hangingOver this bed of mineAnd if i could climb these vinesAnd maybe see what you're seeingSitting at the edge of this building,Twenty stories below, twenty stories belowTwenty stories belowTwenty stories belowI can't tell you, how many ways that i've satAnd 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
