Didn't feel so cold and tired
Stretched out before her fire
Rollin' smokes and drinkin'
up her wine
And I remember candlelight
And singing 'til we could
not sing no more
Then fallin' warm asleep on
Susan's floor
Well now that my song is sweeeter
I think I'd like to greet
her
And thank her for the favors
that she gave
A stranger I came
My head bowed in the rain
to her door
I sat and sang my songs on
Susan's floor
In the mornin' I'd go on
Buyin' kingdoms with my songs
Knowin' I'd be back in just
a while
Warm in the sunlight of her
smile
Well lots of time and songs
have passed
I catch myself just looking
back
Reliving all the wonder of
those nights
That's where I'd be today
If I had only stayed one night
more
And sang another song on Susan's
floor
Like crippled ships that made
it
Through a storm and finally
reached a quiet shore
The homeless found a home
on Susan's floor
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