Wine Red And TV Blue

Angel's feet tread upon a floor that she never sweeps
Her soul gets up from bed for relief
From the sorry and pity and wine

Four AM She sleeps it off and her soul's condemned
To watch Kojak 'til the morning comes again
And again and again and again

One moment and a lifetime
From sun to sun to moon
She wants more
Than this whore of a world
Could ever give

And so much more
Than her family could forgive
Time flies
Paint tomorrow's skies
Wine red and TV blue

Channel two There's a famous face that everybody knew;
He says "Hey who loves ya baby" to be cruel
No one loves her Telly you old fool

Come the dawn she'll wake alone
With only one boot on and curse this town
Her guitar wine and friends again and again and again

One moment and a lifetime
From sun to sun to moon
She wants more
Than this whore of a world
Could ever give

And so much more
Than her friends could now forgive
Time flies
Paint tomorrow's skies
Wine red
And TV blue

Love dies
Paint her morning skies
Wine red
And paint them
TV blue