500 Miles (Live At UCLA, Los Angeles/1961)

He walked 300 miles

Just to bring, to bring me bread

His body like a sculpture

Almost decorated

And i'll wake him

As the dawn does

And we'll break in

On the bus

Saying this was

Made for us and love

In lovers' communion

For 500 miles

And in 500 miles

Will he break, bring me again

In lovers' communion

For 500 miles

And in 500 miles

Will we break, even break

Step it up

Grab your phone

Get your suitcase

There's no time to waste

A big adventure awaits

Sad news... France

Suffered a late snow

The blooms break through the ice

In San Francisco

A guitar man finally confessed

He loved that actress

Hearts touched by frost, we fought

In the land of the midnight sun

I lost myself

I lost myself

I walk 300 miles

Just to bring, to bring him bread

In love some gifts are simple

Of those i am derated

So i wake him as the dawn does

And we'll face what any lovers must

Blueness pales within a flame's lust

In lovers' communion

For 500 miles

And in 500 miles

Will he break, bring me again

In lovers' communion

For 500 miles

And in 500 miles

Will he break

Even break

Will we break... even break

Break... even break.

Does love

Don't we

Make life even

Break