Marc Bolan & T-Rex Follow

While your eyes still search for escape
You think that I don't feel the cold, baby
But I wait while confessions unfold

You'll never make a living from reading minds
Or from getting your direction from exit signs
Look into your heart and you won't find me there

You won't find me where you hide, baby
And that makes us a matter of time
Like trees exposed by fall, baby
Time reveals it all

You'll never make a living from reading minds
Or from getting your direction from exit signs
Look into your heart and you won't find me there
Oh, uh huh

Tell me you want to do everything but you're stuck up to your knees
And I'm less likely pushed forward by ambition than a breeze
But there's a flame that must be fanned, baby
And it appears as a beckonin' hand

Don't think 'cause you're not talking you're being kind
You've been getting your direction from exit signs
Look into your heart and you won't find me there

You wont find me, huh, there
You won't find, you won't find, you won't find me there
Oh you won't find, you won't find, you won't find me there

While your eyes still search for escape
You think that I don't feel the cold, baby