Lost In A Dream

Give me a ride on your roller coaster
Give me a thrill, I can’t help feelin’ bored
Give me a dime to call my baby closer
‘Cause I’m alone, I’m feelin’ bored
I can’t help thinking I’m ignored

I’ve been away far too long to recall
Just what it’s like to be among my friends
Give me a pill to ease my nervous tension
‘Cause I can’t hardly see the end
I long to be among my friends

I’ve been on the road for too long, I don’t know
I’m walking around and I don’t know where to go.
Well I’m half-crazed and I don’t know who to be
Won’t you please! Help me please!
Won’t you please! I long to be at ease!

Give me a ride on your magic carpet
Take me away from this mediocrity
What must I do to get me feeling better
I guess it all boils down to me
Responsibility’s on me

Words & Music Mike Murphy
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

I’ll be your builder, skilled at the tasks you ask
I’ll be you sinner baby, allowing my soul to be sold

But I’m drawing the line there woman
I ain’t takin’ no more abuse
I’ll be puttin’ my foot down and then
Throw the chains away

Locked in your prison, much too late for escape
Your walls are closin’ in, let’s tie the knot while we’re hot

Bells are ringing, but my ears won’t hear
And you’re comin’ for me, with the chains and the key

Words & Music Gary Richrath
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

I was sittin’ on a plane, I was lookin’ at the dreary day
I saw somebody, she was sittin’ just an aisle away
She was a first class lady, and I knew that she looked refined
My heart started thumpin’ louder than the engine whine

I got the sky blues– I’m up in the air
Runnin’ from a lady who just don’t care
And all I wanna do is get down to earth with you
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo, I got the sky blues
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo, I got the sky blues

Well, I sat down beside her and I told her I was feeling blue
I said, “My girl don’t want me and it’s breaking my heart in two”
Well I felt so bad that I didn’t even stick around. I said,
“We may be flying but heart’s draggin’ on the ground.”

Words & Music Neal Doughty
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

Expanse of land that would cushion your fall
As you tumble down from the sky
Marble cakes of delicious design and
They’re yours, you can fly
I have no wings but I wish that I had
I have dreams about it every night
And I can soar with the wind in my face
On my flight, on my flight

Won’t you try and just bother
Won’t you bother to care
And then somehow or other
You’ll be there

Cotton clouds look like mountainous land
Covered by December snow
And I can see from my majestic view
Down below, yes I know

Words & Music Mike Murphy
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

Lost, lost in a dream (It’s a dream)
And I think, it’s some evil scheme
They say, that I don’t feel, what I feel
But I know, that this ain’t no game

What am I supposed to lie?
That ain’t what I’m saying
You’re telling me that I could be
A little insane
I tell myself to pull myself
Together again
‘Cause I
Ain’t been the same

Words & Music Mike Murphy & Bruce Hall
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

Ambush on her body, down by the dam
She wasn’t afraid of anybody until, down by the dam

Criminal running from the law,
Hiding in the high grass
The lady saw death from a mescaline high
High in the high grass
And the police ain’t never around
When you need them,
But the criminal’s ready to pounce
If you get near him

Vigilante fires, the flames are gettin’ higher
Down by the dam
Temper’s gettin’ hot oh there’s blood for the pot,
Down by the dam

Words & Music Gary Richrath
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

Don’t you know you better watch this man,
Better look him in the eye
See if he returns your look or if he
Tries to stay a little shy
Maybe soon you’ll get involved again
Better best beware
You may expose this man for what he is,
And prove he just doesn’t care

And I believe in the things that I said
And the prosecution rests
But if you’re gonna try and defend this man
I said you better do your doggone best

He’s been consistent for quite a few years
Said he always acts the same
Check the record of the things that he’s done
And you’ll know the nature of his game

Words & Music Mike Murphy
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

Outlaw running from the law but he’s
Got nowhere to run to
Big law he broke it and ran faster
Than the lightning bolt
Chasing down the golden sun, running away
From the blue
He ran with no direction in mind, just
Running like a crazy colt

And he’s gonna run let the four winds slap his face
He’s gonna fly, let the sky be his guide
He’s gonna lie beneath a blanket of stars
He’s gonna run, wild as the western wind

Bad lands are sheltering him, maybe Dakota’s
His home
Red man’s become his friend, when no one else
Would have him
There’s an Indian woman who keeps him from
Being alone
She stands tall by his side, but the law’s
Got him out on a limb

Words & Music Gary Richrath
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

It’s the season of the golden leaves
When the wind turns into a bitter breeze

I was walking thru the oak leaves on the hill
With my lady, oh she’s got a strong will
And I see her thru these ever-clouded eyes
This time it’s goodbye and I can’t answer why

Maybe it’s because I ain’t quite shy of running yet
Or maybe it’s because I’m the hometown boy in the spotlight
But my roots ain’t in the ground
They’re on the road

Settle down was all I ever heard from her
“If you cared,” she said, “you would weigh my words”
But my life doesn’t ride on the factory road
Baby, don’t ask me why, I can’t even pretend to know

Words & Music Mike Murphy
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved

There just ain’t no reason for the way that I feel
The way that I feel, but I’m feeling good

Lately things just ain’t been going quite like they should
Quite like they should, but I still feel good

Let me explain that I witnessed the end of the world
Like someone had hurled all the weight on me

I couldn’t see from my funeral walk just what I needed
Just what I needed, but I couldn’t see

I spent the last few weeks with a chip on my shoulder
I thought that I was alone with my tragedy (I couldn’t take it)

But if I see myself like an actor in a play,
It makes me feel better; I’m not the only one
Who doesn’t get his way

Words & Music Neal Doughty & Mike Murphy
©1974 CBS Inc., all rights reserved