Rosebud

When I pick up my guitar
 This is the song that always comes
 Don't know what I'm singing 'bout
 And don't know what for
 I think about you
 And I think about Rosebud
 Wish there was a song to sing
 To bring you back
 But you can't get here
 From nowhere I guess
 Rosebud's shipwrecked
 Up on the Ohio
 Behind a wall of glass
 Telling me to take care of myself
 And my friends
 You sing to a field of trees
 And roses singing those melodies
 Simple and easy
 Where everything moves
 Underneath you and Rosebud too
 I wish there was a song to sing
 To get you back
 But you can't get here
 From nowhere I guess
 Rosebud's shipwrecked
 Up on the Ohio
 Behind a wall of glass
 Telling me to take it easy
 But I took a photograph
 And she's just
 A wooden machine
 But you and Rosebud
 You're still singing to me