Yeah I got busted
so I used my one phone call to dedicate a song to you on the radio
Yeah I got busted.
In custody I imagined our melody being played on a grand piano
I saw your face in front of me. It was perfect clarity.
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you ‘cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
you are the light, you are the light by which I travel into this and that
Yeah I got busted.
I painted a dirty word on your old man’s Mercedes Benz 'cause you told me to do it
Yeah I got busted
but soon they released me cause the cops were sad and they didn’t know how to prove it
I saw your face in front of me. It was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you 'cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
you are the light, you are the light by which I travel into this and that
It’s all so obvious, so obvious
Why would anyone need a map or a compass?
It’s so beautiful to be guided by you
'Cause you are the light, you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light, you are the light by which I travel into this and that