Well I'm miles away from sunshine Can hold my head high Don't lose, honey if I don't want to And I don't mind being rained on As long as I hear a good song I can choose, anybody but you All I mean to say Is if I ever come along on this day All you have to do Is open up your door and let me walk on through Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair Like I was never there Well it's a Midwest sunset story One about being lonely And holding hands with guns and bottles of gold Well these guns, they're meant for shooting And bottles were meant for losing All this gold you swore you never would have sold All I mean to say Is if I ever come along on this day All you have to do Is open up your door and let me walk on through Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair Like I was never there (Jam) All I mean to say Is if I ever come along on this day All you have to do Is open up your door and let me walk on through Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair Like I was never there (Jam) Kitchen breeze on your skin and through your hair Like I was never there