Seven English Girls

I drove 11,000 miles to find a photograph I lost

It's just a polaroid I used to keep of a girl that I once loved

And sleeping leads to nightmares, 'cause I never can forget

So now I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in

I said: I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in

We met seven English girls, who asked if we'd like to see God

And I'm not one for missed adventures, so I answered with a smile

We spent the night on razor's edge, all innocence and sin

So now I'm strung out on the Bowery, as the winter closes in

I said: I'm strung out on the Bowery as the winter closes in

And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel

We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal

And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel

We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal

I'd paint a picture of my mother, but I can't recall her face

She's even far away at midnight, and her laughter haunts my dreams

I ain't never been this broken, I've got nothing left to give

So now I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in

I said: I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in

Man, I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in

And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel

We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal

And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel

We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal