Mad man this is what I need, mad man this is what I need
And I want to set myself free, yeah I want to set myself free
Mad dog and a bearded man, mad dog and a bearded man
Sit outside the old house, they’re looking
Looking for a gold to stand the winter’s cold
People try to murder their soul. People try to murder their soul
My tears are going dry so dry. Tears are going dry so dry If I look back I see
my steps on the sidewalk, reaching you
If I get back the sound of yesterday… It would be better
If I look back I see my steps on the sidewalk, reaching you
If I get back the sun of yesterday
Woman this is what I need, woman this is what we need
And I want to set yourself free, yeah I want to set yourself free
Lies are floating from the top of you cigarette
And I got nothing but my hands
But my hands in my pocket
People try to murder their soul. People try to murder their soul
My tears are going dry so dry. Tears are going dry so dry If I look back I see
my steps on the sidewalk, reaching you
If I get back the sound of yesterday… It would be better
If I look back I see my steps on the sidewalk, reaching you
If I get back the sun of yesterday
I WILL NOT RUN AFTER YOU