When everything you own is lost

And every friendship has its cost;

Your rolling stone has gathered moss

And all your clouds cover the sun

And all your karma has undone

Remember you're my #1.

Hey! You're my guiding star;

I do know who you are--

You're my guiding star.

Don't you think you've heard this song before?

Jesus Christ was knocking at my door

Kinda like the way he wears his gown

Kinda like the way he walks on air.

Good as golden willow

In the Son we all know.



Maybe it goes like this:

kinda like the way he wears his hair

kinda like the way he walks on air

could his golden pillow

be the sun we all know