8 Mile Road

Daisies in the chain Woven in your hair that falls into a braid Woven' round the statue's toes in the gardens you made Bells that sing and chime Little crystal bells that toll all through the night Never once did angels break away from your side Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home? Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road Won't you hurry home? Now, your seeds are sown Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road Poppies red and gold Growin' wild as weeds beside Yellow Brick Road Growin' in the ditch where I sailed a milk carton boat But how can you deny When the spirit wraps in broad daylight? And it looks you right between the eyes Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home? Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road Won't you hurry home? Now, your leaves are strewn Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road And all those talkin' skulls Mama, they don't scare me much, not anymore Think I finally got my head around the door Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home? Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road Won't you hurry home while the breeze is blowin'? Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road Won't you hurry home? Now, won't you hurry home? Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road, hurry home Down that 8 Mile Road, hurry home, hurry home Down that 8 Mile Road, hurry home, hurry home