P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
My heart is warm with friends I've made
Better friends I’ll not be knowin'
But the time and place are on my face
And I think it's time to be goin’
Somethin' is drivin' me
To where, I have no idea
Just the boundaries in-between
All the areas of grey
Will fade away the lines to my eyes I see
To ask the unaskable
And drown in a wave of stutters
Or to be called a fool by some
And a promise by some others
Just to touch or be touched by someone
Is reason for everything
And the boundaries in-between
All the areas of grey
Will fade away the lines to my eyes I see
Yes, my heart is warm with friends I've made
Better friends I'll not be knowin'
But there isn't a plane I wouldn't take
No matter where it’s goin’
The undiscovered, yet uncovered thread
Someone's ’bout to pull
Change the boundaries in-between
And all the areas of grey
Will fade away the lines to my
Will fade away the lines to my eyes I see
And the Boundaries Inbetween was written by P.F. Sloan.
And the Boundaries Inbetween was produced by Tom Dowd.