Close window Another dream?. Slipped Away (Tim Grimm) I slipped away, one night in Chicago. There were no stars to light my way. Maybe a fever, or somethin? in that bottle... Can?t say for sure what led me astray. You walk the path of the straight and narrow, with silver laces on golden shoes. But you?re never sure just what makes you happy... There?s all those things you shouldn?t do. The wind blows east, I?m headed west. You?re the dream I remember best. I believe that I can get it together-- I hope that you believe it too. What you don?t know is buried in my heart... What you don?t know could tear us apart. Hope is a shadow somewhere on the wall... Too much light leaves nothin? at all. Buckets of nothing can catch the rain. Buckets of sunshine can do the same. A little red wagon can pull you away, on crooked wheels, on the wrong day. The wind blows east, I?m headed west. You?re the dream I remember best. I believe that I can get it together-- I hope that you believe it too. I believe that we can get it together-- I hope that you believe it too.. © 2002 Steel Cabinet Publishing BMI Close window