Your holding on, when you outta let go
Before you know it youll be back on the road
Your putting love where there is no love at all
Before you know it youll be hitting the wall
But now your free
I see your eyes in my dreams
They follow me as I live and breath
Its a beutiful thing
I in a phone booth but I am not going to call
You know it dangerous to talk to me at all
I am excitable I dont know when to stop
I just keep paceing the floors of this old truck stop
But now your free
I see your eyes in my dreams
They follow me as I live and breath
Its a beutiful thing
I am thinking of you
Its a beautiful thing
I am thinking of you
Its a beautiful thing
I am thinking of you
Its a beautiful thing....yeah
I am thinking of you
Its a beautiful thing
Iam thinking of you
Its a beautiful thing....yeah...yeah
I am thinking of you
Its a beautiful thing