LOVE LIVES HERE
Ron Wood/Rod Stewart/Ronnie Lane)

It's hard to believe that this is the place where we were so happy all our lives;
Now, so empty inside and feeling no pain waiting for a hammer and a big ball and chain;
They can tear it all down and build something new, but only I remember what was here;
Tomorrow comes easy, just another day gone, how long will I have to keep returning;
Now, I look back think I've known all the time, I've been finding myself for so long;
All the vows that we made,count for old bags of lumber,disappear on the cart down the road.

For Luke Nee!