Highlands

Well my hearts in the Highlands, gentle and fair
Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air
Bluebelles blazing where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my hearts in the Highland
Im gonna go there when I feel good enough to go
Windows were shakin all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this morning and I looked at the same old page
Same ol rat race
Life in the same ol cage
I dont want nothing from anyone, aint that much to take
Wouldnt know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone would come
And push back the clock for me
Well, my hearts in the Highlands wherever I roam
Thats where Ill be when I get called home
The wind, it whispers to the buckeye trees in rhyme
Well my hearts in the Highland
I can only get there one step at a time
Im listening to, I gotta turn up the sound
Someones always yelling, ['Turn it down !']
Feel like Im drifting
Drifting from scene the scene
Im wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean?
Insanity is smashing up against my soul
You can say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway?
Maybe take it to the pawn shop
My hearts in the Highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan
Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low
Well my hearts inthe Highlands
Only place left to go
Im in Boston town, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Well, maybe I do but Im just really not sure
Waitress comes over
Nobody in the place but me and her
Well, it must be a holiday, theres nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs
I say, ['Tell me what I want.']
She say, ['You probably want hard boiled eggs.']
I said, ['Thats right, bring me some.']
She says, ['We aint got any. You picked the wrong time to come']
Then she says, ['I know youre an artist, draw a picture of me!']
I say , ['I would if I could, but, I dont do sketches from memory.']
['Well,'] she says, 'Im right here in front of you or havent you looked?'
I say, ['All right, I know, but I dont have my drawing book!']
She gives me a napkin, she says, ['You can do it on that.']
I say, [ 'Yes I could but, I dont know where my pencil is at!']
She pulls one out from behind her ear
She says, ['All right now, go ahead, draw me, Im standing right here .']
I make a few lines, and I show it for her to see
Well she takes a napkin and throws it back
And says, ['That dont look a thing like me!']
I said, ['Oh, kind miss, it most certainly does.']
She say, ['You must be jokin.'] I say, ['I wish I was!']
Then she says, ['You dont read women authors, do you?']
At least thats what I think I hear her say
Well I say, ['How would you know and what would it matter anyway?']
Well, she says, ['You just dont seem like you do!']
I said, ['Youre way wrong.']
She says, ['Which ones have you read then?'] I say, ['I read Erica Jong!']
She goes away for a minute and I slide out out of my chair
I step outside back to the busy street, but nobodys going anywhere
Well my hearts in the Highlands, with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country, far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and a snap of the bow
My hearts in the Highlands
Cant see any other way to go
Every day is the same thing out the door
Feel further away then ever before
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
Well, Im lost somewhere
I must have made a few bad turns
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes
Theyre drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes
All the young men with their young women looking so good
Well, Id trade places with any of em
In a minute, if I could
Im crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog
Talking to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full length leather coat
Somebody just asked me
If Im registered to vote
The sun is beginning to shine on me
But its not like the sun that used to be
The partys over and theres less and less to say
I got new eyes
Everything looks far away
Well, my hearts in the Highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
Theres a way to get there andIll figure it out somehow
But Im already there in my mind
And thats good enough for now