Bruce Hornsby And The Range Pastures Of Plenty Lyrics

Pastures Of Plenty Lyrics

Hey Now, where are you going

 Where are you going to my friend

 Said I'm going out to find

 The pastures of plenty

 I believe they're out there somewhere

 

 Did you hear about the girl

 Alone in the world

 Thought she was losing her mind

 She found it in the discarded refuse pile

 Down near the railroad line

 A book of sonnets torn and tattered

 A few remained intact

 One held the key, she said to me

 To getting some feeling back

 

 Sometimes my head turns round and round

 Sometimes you talk but I can't hear a sound

 Sometimes I look down, find my feet off the ground

 I feel that I'm somewhere else bound

 

 Hey Now, where are you going

 Where are you going to my friend

 Said I'm going out to find

 The pastures of plenty

 I believe they're out there somewhere

 

 She looked down the railroad trackLined with trees on each side

 She prayed for the strength to run to the boxcar

 To pull herself up for the ride

 

 You invite me to your house - you're so sincere

 We sit so close for a while

 You reach out for me in the low light so clear

 But you look like you're frowning when you smile

 

 Hanging around just to see what could happen

 Hanging on by oh, the thinnest thread

 Sometimes I see the faintest glimpse

 Sometimes I feel I'd be better off in bed

 

 Hey Now, where are you going

 Where are you going to my friend

 Said I'm going out to find

 The pastures of plenty

 I believe they're out there somewhere