Cutting The Breeze

I met this man

On the border of Spain

It was a sunny afternoon

I said "can I talk to you?"

So I pulled my van to the side

He said "I like your smile"

I said "I like yours too"

But there was nothing going on

Just cutting the breeze

Nothing I need

Fighting to be free

With just enough time

To have a smoke or two

Hey, hmmm yes

He had no idea

Of the songs I sing

He had no clue

Of the weight I'd been wearing

Told stories of the wars he fought

His love affairs and how he got caught

He's gonna build a house in Mexico now

Cause he's finally learnt to let it all go

That's why I'm here

Just cutting the breeze

Yes see I

Nothing we need

Fighting to be free

With just enough time

To have a smoke or two

Yeah

Or three or four or whatever fits you

Ooh ooh ooh yeah

Driving along in my van

No thoughts to figure out, no master plan

No stressing and no demand and I like it that way

I had to get away, I had to, I had to

Feel the breeze

I had to feel it

Fighting to be free

Yes I was

There was nothing that we need

Nothing that we need

Except a smoke or two

Or maybe a beer and a few

Cutting the breeze

Nothing that we need, nothing we need

Fighting to be free, yes we were

With just enough time, to have a smoke or two