When my way gets a little cloudy Your love is My love and And it's all cold and it's needy Your love is Your love, yeah And it's all cold and it's needy Yeah No, I can't lie, man, I still miss those moments I miss our 5 A.M chats at the back of the flats way, Way back when we were homeless But not for a single second hopeless No Ford Motors, but baby You know you gave me drive and you kept me focused Told me if I never take the dive How the parachute would probably never open Shit, that's wise words my baby, well spoken Or should I say, rather, well put together See, there was nothing we couldn't face throughout All those days we were broke together Now here I am under these strobe lights Singing the same songs we wrote together Like, tell me ain't it just funny how the time goes, huh? Shit gets tough I don't mind though I just get high, that's that mind blown And I know that I'm not the playwright And I know I'm only playing my role And it is fate that orchestrates throughout these strengths That keep us tethered so I just walk this tightrope Singing along to "Call the Line High Hope" So used to the darkness I still walk with my eyes closed But it's all cold and it's needy Your love is, your love yeah And it's all cold and it's needy Your love is My love and And it's all cold and it's needy Your love is, your love yeah And it's all cold and it's needy Yeah When my way -A little cloudy, mmhm And my nights Get a little rough And lonely