Other Way Around
Pieta Brown
If wishes were horses
I would ride
Down to the river
Where the water is wide
Cause an eye for an eye
Just leaves blood on the ground
Someday
It will be the other way around
I’m getting nowhere
Nowhere fast
& I don’t get it
Nothing’s meant to last
Nothing & nowhere
On me like a hell-hound
Someday
It will be the other way around
Beggars aren’t choosers
So I have no choice
But to give my love
& give my love a voice
Still, peace of mind
Is hard to be found
Someday
It will be the other way around
Beggars will choose
Whether to ride
Nowhere
Will just be a place to hide
& we will all
Have enough love inside
You got your fine shirt
I got a cheap cigar
You’re in the sunshine
I’m in a dirty bar
Back by the juke-box
I’m lost in the sound
Someday
It will be the other way around…
