Diane Lane - Nowhere Fast

Lying in your bed and on a Saturday night You're sweatin' buckets and it's not even hot But your brain has got the message And it's sending it out To every nerve and every muscle you've got You've got so many dreams That you don't know where to put 'em So you'd better turn a few of 'em loose Your body's got a feeling that it's starting to rust You gotta remedy it up and put it..

2008.11.23