Clapton Don't need a tour guide Through these canyons of the heart What do you think these scars are for? Baby, I've been here before I don't need you to tell me I've been falling apart Doesn't matter of you're rich or poor Everybody's taking more and more Hey now, angel Don't you think you've had enough Anyone else would run for cover But you're still playing tough Running barefoot through the morning rain Down Challis Avenue Even your mother thinks I'm crazy Chasing round with a girl like you Angelou, what's the use? In the night sky, sparks fly Every time I think of you Hung up on the telephone 'Cause I don't know who to call So I just sit in the Python Pit With my back up against the wall Dominique keeps a place for me Down on Challis Avenue Maybe baby, maybe I'm crazy Chasing round with a girl like you Angelou, what's the use? In the night sky, sparks fly Every time I think of you