All's Not Lost
THOMAS DYBDAHL
Stoned, half a mile from home
I was dragged a million miles away
To the nearest place where I could see the beauty & feel that all's not lost
In a bad motel
Is where I fell
I found honest love
Whoa, I got stoned!
In a bad motel
Is where I fell
I found true & honest love at last
Awake, to find yourself at war
On all (on all) fronts, including my core
A search to find the quiet peace of mind which lets me know that all's not lost
In a bad motel
Is where I fell
I found honest love
Whoa, I got stoned!
In a bad motel
Is where I fell
I found true & honest love at last
