I ain’t no wide eyed rebel
Oh, but I ain’t no preacher’s son
And now I see the trouble and all the loving that I’ve done
And the world ain’t no harder than it’s ever been
Looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend

So much superstition and so much worry in my heart
I need a new religion it’s time to make a brand new start
And the world ain’t no easier than it’s ever been
Looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend

Remember when we were in California
We were so much happier then
Now we’re back in New York City
Looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend

And now the clocks are running
And no one knows where time goes
You know the moon is stunning
It’s only shadows that she shows
And the world ain’t no harder than it’s every been
Looking got for love in the lies of a lonely friend

I ain’t no wide eyed rebel
But I ain’t no preacher’s son


Words & Music: Amos Lee
©2004 Burning Harp Music