Dogs - Wilderado

Running like dogs

We’re helpless lovers

We lay in the fog

And steal the covers

It’s so much colder

Under cover

The mornings are long

Hell seems empty

She’s singing her songs

Sad ones make her happy

People say we’ve been gone too long

But dogs just have a way with leaving

Train to the shore

Then north to Portland

Always going too far

Just to feel important

Through the night we sleep alone

Waiting for the morning to call us lazy

We still got our black jeans on

Singing songs to lovely ladies

I can still hear my fathers voice

Telling me that I should slow down

Slow down, slow down

Slow down, slow down