your soul today
Singer:chris cornell
sleeping on the road that takes you home
howling at the moon at midnight
i want the wrong that sets you right
i'll be praying at your bedside
how long i've been a soul in the gutter
i don't have a home or a mother or anywhere to lay my head down
i won't need your insults or praise
yeah if you don't want a soul mate
hanging on a rope from a burning tree
singing on a broken headstone
bleeding from an old wound
waiting for a ressurection
i know it's a miracle i've lived this long
i don't want to give the wrong impression
i won't need your insults or praise
yeah if you don't want a soul mate
sleeping on the road that takes you home
howling at the moon at midnight
i want the wrong that sets you right
i'll be praying at your bedside
how long i've been a soul in the gutter
i won't need your insults or praise
yeah if you don't want a soul mate
i won't need your insults or praise
yeah if you don't want a soul mate