Like Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool There's just something 'bout the summertime, There's just something 'bout the moon So I laid a kiss on the stone, Tossed it upside your window by the roof Before you change your mind, Miles, bring in the cool Honey, put on your red dress and your diamond soled shoes Climb on out from that window, climb on out of your room Cause I've never had a good thing, and I always had the blues But I heard that you always kinda wondered, Miles, strike up the cool Don't wait too long to come home My, how the years and our youth pass on Don't wait too long to come home I will leave the front light on And the night is our own Don't wait too long Like poor Mr. Pitiful, I can't turn you loose You move like a dream I had, I woke up sweating in my room But your mama's got plans and your daddy's aim is true She never understood that it ain't no good, Papa never heard the cool So now I've got up my nerve and found me a stone With a flick of the wrist and a turn of the key, You'll just fall in my arms And don't wait too long to come home My, how the years and our youth pass on Don't wait too long to come home I will leave the front light on And the night is our own Don't wait too long So why don't you sing to me on this long drive home And let the sound of your voice sway sweet and slow As we go down, down, down from our youth to the ground Down, down, down from our youth to the ground We might always be blue Jackson Don't wait too long to come home My, how the years and our youth pass on Don't wait too long to come home I will leave the front light on No, don't wait too long to come home My, how the years and our youth pass on Don't wait too long to come home I will leave the front light on As we go down, down, down from our youth to the ground Down, down, down from our youth to the ground Down, down, down from our youth to the ground Down, down, down, down, down
This album is perfect. I just keep coming back
This album is pure atmospheric gold. Especially this song. It always sends chills down my spine.
Great song and great band 😎
My wife and my song!
the best love songs come from Jersey.
Like Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool
There's just something 'bout the summertime,
There's just something 'bout the moon
So I laid a kiss on the stone,
Tossed it upside your window by the roof
Before you change your mind,
Miles, bring in the cool
Honey, put on your red dress and your diamond soled shoes
Climb on out from that window, climb on out of your room
Cause I've never had a good thing, and I always had the blues
But I heard that you always kinda wondered, Miles, strike up the cool
Don't wait too long to come home
My, how the years and our youth pass on
Don't wait too long to come home
I will leave the front light on
And the night is our own
Don't wait too long
Like poor Mr. Pitiful, I can't turn you loose
You move like a dream I had, I woke up sweating in my room
But your mama's got plans and your daddy's aim is true
She never understood that it ain't no good,
Papa never heard the cool
So now I've got up my nerve and found me a stone
With a flick of the wrist and a turn of the key,
You'll just fall in my arms
And don't wait too long to come home
My, how the years and our youth pass on
Don't wait too long to come home
I will leave the front light on
And the night is our own
Don't wait too long
So why don't you sing to me on this long drive home
And let the sound of your voice sway sweet and slow
As we go down, down, down from our youth to the ground
Down, down, down from our youth to the ground
We might always be blue
Jackson
Don't wait too long to come home
My, how the years and our youth pass on
Don't wait too long to come home
I will leave the front light on
No, don't wait too long to come home
My, how the years and our youth pass on
Don't wait too long to come home
I will leave the front light on
As we go down, down, down from our youth to the ground
Down, down, down from our youth to the ground
Down, down, down from our youth to the ground
Down, down, down, down, down
this song slices straight through my soul
what a difference the 'bass' makes
Que bonita canción ❤
A flick of a wrist and the turn of a key
Se viene cover de Pepe madero
Guarden esto
Very Springsteenish....ok, I forgive you. You guys are from Jersey. I understand.