Written by: Neil Young
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I got to bet that your old man Became fascinated with his own plan Turned you loose, your mama too There wasn’t a thing that you could do, ohhh But I got faith in you It’s a razor love that cuts clean through, ohhh I got faith in you It’s a razor love that cuts clean through, ohhh You really make my day With the little things you say Lookin’ through the window at a silhouette Tryin’ to find somethin’ I can’t find yet Imagination is my best friend Got to look out for the greedy hand, greedy hand Make a livin’ like a rolling stone On the road there’s no place like home Silhouettes on the window Who was it made your eyes flicker like that Tell me baby, how’d you get the knack? You came to me with open arms And I really took you down the track, ohhh And all I’ve got for you Is the kind of love that cuts clean through, ohhh All I’ve got for you Is a razor love that cuts clean through, ohh You really make my day With the little things you say Now I’m lookin’ through the window at a silhouette Tryin’ to find somethin’ I can’t find yet Imagination is my best friend Got to look out for the greedy hand, greedy hand Make a livin’ like a rolling stone On the road there’s no place like home Silhouettes on the window You really make my day With the little things you say

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