Bob DylanLove Sick

I'm walking, Through streets that are dead Walking, Walking with you in my head My feet are so tired My brain is so wired And the clouds are weeping Did I, Hear someone tell a lie Did I, Hear someone's distant cry I spoke like a child You destroyed me with a smile While I was sleeping I'm sick of love That I'm in the thick of it This kind of love I'm so sick of it I see, I see lovers in the meadow I see, I see silhouettes in the window I watch them 'til they're gone And they leave me hangin' on To a shadow I'm sick of love I hear the clock tick This kind of love I'm lovesick Sometimes The silence can be like thunder Sometimes I want to take to the road of plunder Could you ever be true? I think of you and I wonder I'm sick of love I wish I'd never met you I'm sick of love I'm tryin' to forget you Just don't know what to do I'd give anything to be with you © 2015