Micky and the Motorcars Album: Naive Song: Seeds Entered By: hawkins65 Too many times in the last few years the street life's been my way I've been driftin' around from town to town trying to make pay But everyone I stop in they just turn me away It's so hard to get your feet on the ground when you've got no place to stay And all I own is this old suitcase that I hide down by the tracks It holds a picture of my mom and dad with a letter that reads "please some day come back" My ex-girlfriend's worn out necklace and a book I never read A church key, and some bottle caps and a tiny bag of seeds Tried to sleep last night but it was so damn cold and nowhere to get warm I finally drifted off into a dream in a place that I called home The front porch up on Mountain View, you'd never hear a sound There's just a nice warm breeze blowin' through the trees and not this cold, hard ground I started hikin' yesterday I didn't see a car for miles My mind is wearin' thin now, and I've misplaced my smile I wish I had the courage I'd call you on the phone With a little luck I might get picked up and find my way back home And all I own is this old suitcase that I hide down by the tracks It holds a picture of my mom and dad with a letter that reads "please some day come back" My ex-girlfriend's worn out necklace and a book I never read A church key, and some bottle caps and a tiny bag of seeds