My Indian

There in the dark I can see you 
See you slip away 
You in one night carved the dream of my days 

Here on the road of used to be 
The child you see it's me 
Waiting for signs pennies to fall 

You ought to know how it burns in me 
I want you to know 

I've got to be like the man 
The man you meant to be 
Taking in stride all those demons that come 

Just with a turn if I need you 
I know I'll find you there 
Moving in time with the beat of your drum 

You ought to know how it burns in me 
I want you to know 

I don't want to hear the siren 
Sing in the foggy air you could die out there 
I don't want to see your body lay 
By an orange bag in the hallway 
I don't want to hear they're sad to say 
You're a great man but you've passed away 
I just want to hear the music play 
I just want my indian 

There in the light they can see you 
See you preaching my fate 
You in one night carved the dream of my days 

You ought to know how it burns in me 
I want you to know 

I don't want to hear the siren 
Sing in the foggy air you could die out there 
I don't want to see you body lay 
By an orange bag in the hallway 
I don't want to hear they're sad to say 
You're a great man but you've passed away 
I just want to hear the music play 
I just want my indian