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When I first came to see you I called it Houston street (like the city) Could we meet? Show me all the things you see? I'm one more here Some old-timer pioneer Who believes with shaken faith I still have some cool I could leave you here with your 'people' If I'm a flag you'd not prefer to wave You're always in my head You're just what I wanted I live in constant debt To feel you, invented When I first came to LA I met you the old fashioned way Too drunk Even worse, much too lonely I'll leave it there A busted homesteader Who believes in virgin grace Somehow I'll stay proud Any dick can roll up in a suit But only I would know what really moves you You're always in my head You're just what I wanted I live in constant debt To feel you, invented There's a cinematic end Letras de cancionesI picture it just right Having trouble with the right words But you tell me with your eyes There's something good I miss Something I cant' find Do you believe me now? Can you see it in my eyes? You're always in my head You're just what I wanted I live in constant debt To feel you, invented From Letras Mania