lost in a lullaby side of the road melt in a memory slide in a solitude not til i can read by the moon am i going anywhere not til i can read by the moon i blow you a kiss it should reach you tomorrow as it flies from the other side of the world from my room in my fugitive motel somewhere in the dust bowl yeah it flies from the other side of the world i m tired i said you always look tired she said i m admired i said you always look tired she said not til i can read by the moon i m not going anywhere not til i can read by the moon the curtains stay closed but everyone knows you hear through the walls in this place cigarette holes for every lost soul to give up the ghost in this place give me strength give me wings give me strength give me wings from my room in my fugitive motel somewhere in the dust bowl somewhere in the dust bowl it flies from the other side of the world the other side of the world the other side of the world 