somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the world is turning turning turning turning day breaks on a world that is waiting lighting up the broken stones of time it stretches like a shattered road to eden where love is standing flashing like a sign in the cobalt blue of television we make love turn off the world that s turnin round it may be gravity that holds you while it s spinnin but only love can keep your feet on the ground somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the wheels are spinning spinning spinning spinning somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the wheels are turning turning turning turning night dreams through a moon age darkly that the breath of something powerful is near and it travels up the shattered road to eden breaking down the barriers of fear it stimulates the space that lies between us our two spirits through the senses touch and feel it may be sanity that tells us what we re feelin but only love can tell us what is real somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the wheels are spinning spinning spinning spinning somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the wheels are spinning spinning spinning spinning it s not too late east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the world is spinning spinning spinning spinning spinning somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the wheels are spinning spinning spinning spinning somewhere east of eden s gate we ran a light at love and hate it s tired and we re getting late the wheels are spinning spinning spinning spinning somewhere east of eden s gate1