I drew a peace sign on my baseball boots
July, 1975
I was listening to 'The Basement Tapes'
Happy to be alive
Drugs are for the rich and strong
And they'll leave them weak and poor
So there are many years I can't recall
That left me sleeping on your floor
Give me something to believe in
Oh God, something to believe in
Oh God, give me something to believe in
And at the time I was a young, young boy
Barely 42
I didn't know only love could break your heart
I didn't know what love could do
So when the phone went dead in the living room
In the sunshine over Gramercy
And when the tears fell and the sky went dark
And on the peace march we wrote poetry
Give me something to believe in
Oh God, something to believe in
Oh God, give me something to believe in