Overnight Bag
Photo-Finish - 1978
| Packed my things in an overnight
bag,
A toothbrush and guitar, got no tail to drag. Gonna leave, on the next passing breeze. My heart is heavy, as a sky full
of rain,
Trapped by a heartache, and freed by my will,
Packed my sorrows in an overnight
bag,
Too many sleepless nights, put
my soul on edge,
Too many sleepless nights, put
my soul on edge,
Wrote down my thoughts, and I
sealed them in hope,
I had some things that I wanted
to say,
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