Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
Dr. Manhattan
I'm stepping out an open door
Sometimes, I wish was locked
Across the hall another's shut
The peephole's all I've got
You've been warned
I'm sure it's true
I'm so new to love
Just hold on
I want you standing on my shoes
With a peruse-like touch through Baton Rouge
I'm scared to death to even move. To move
Green strobes still flickering in my head
I cling to everything you said
I finally found your hand
But there's only time for you to walk me out
We'll pray to God and brush our tracks
The wolves have sniffed us out