I wandered up to what I thought was your door
I'd only been there a thousand times before
I gave it my most polite rap and wish
I held my heart loosely in my other fist
The dead of winter in North Hollywood
The struggling actress and her flash flood
The smell of perfume, cash and love
The s**er punch with a horseshoe in the glove
Saying if I held you up would that be enough?
if I gave you all that I was capable of
Would that be enough?
Would that be enough?
A trailer park tycoon last June
A telegraph, a flash and a boom
An autumn like there never was
A why and because
Hoping if I held you up would that be enough?
If I gave you all that I was capable of
Would that be enough?
Would that be enough?
The front porch
The long road
A train whistle
There she goes