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