Little roadside restaurant

We artfully complain

Groovy tells the waitress

That his chicken died in vain

Most every day goes by

According to design

I live this dream but still it seems

I have you on my mind



From the bottom of my heart

Off the coast of Carolina

After one or two false starts

I believe we found our stride

Walls that won't come down

We can decorate or climb

Or find some way to get around

'Cause I'm still on your side

From the bottom of my heart



I can't see the future

But I know it's coming fast

It's not that hard to wind up

Knee deep in the past

There's come a lot of Mondays

Since that phone booth that first night

With years and miles and tears and smiles

I want to get it right



From the bottom of my heart

Off the coast of Carolina

After one or two false starts

I believe we found our stride

Walls that won't come down

We can decorate or climb

Or find some way to get around

'Cause I'm still on your side

From the bottom of my heart



These days I'm up

About the time I used to go to bed

Living large was once the deal

Now I watch the stars instead

They're timeless and predictable

Unlike most things that I do

I tell the wind and my old friend

I'm headed home to you



From the bottom of my heart

Off the coast of Carolina

After one or two false starts

I believe we found our stride

The walls that won't come down

We can decorate or climb

Or find some way to get around

'Cause I'm still on your side

From the bottom of my heart

From the bottom of my heart