They've all gone to look for America

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America

Baby, if I'm half the man I say I am

Baby, if I’m half the man I say I am
If I’m a woman with no fear just like I claim I am
Then I believe in what you say, there’s nothing left for you to do
The only proof that I need is you

All I want to get is a little bit closer

All I want to get is a little bit closer
All I want to know is, can you come a little closer?
Here comes the breath before we get a little bit closer
Here comes the rush before we touch, come a little closer

Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith
Your own Personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own Personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

I got dark only to shine

I feel numb most of the time,
The more I get the higher,
I'll climb, and I will wonder why,
I got dark only to shine.
Looking for the golden light,
Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice.

Like an American

You make me crazy, you make me wild
Just like a baby, spin me 'round like a child
Your skin so golden brown
Be young, be dope, be proud
Like an American

Living life like I'm in a dream

Beauty queen on a silver screen
Living life like I'm in a dream
I know I've got a big ego
I really don't know why it's such a big deal though

Angels in the Architecture

He is surrounded by the sound
The sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says Amen and Hallelujah!