have you got a fine place to slip to. when you're feeling down. have you had a week or two. just to get your troubles down. found a lot of life and laughter. with a grandfather in the bowery. she had a body of sixteen or seventeen. she had a mind of forty. i met her on a cold day. in a city far away. with the worlds about zero. and i saw at once. into her soul. she's gonna call me her hero. never like a walk in the rain or the lane. i found a lot of death that day. with the grandfather in the bowery. cause i like her like the world. she had a halo of gold. told me stories of her life and the courage was sublime. pantomime. i walk the line. cause you're blind. i walk the line.