Just Want To See

- Cowboy Junkies (1997)

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You are listening to the song Just Want To See by Cowboy Junkies, in album Audio's Audiophile Vol. 4 - Vocal Heroes. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: Audio's Audiophile Vol. 4 - Vocal Heroes.

Small Town (Album Version) - John Cale
Jersey Girl - Holly Cole
Help Yourself - Tom Jones
Ain't No Sunshine - Christy Baron
Lay Your Love On Me - Roachford
It's Alright - Jocelyn B. Smith
Just Want To See - Cowboy Junkies
Lissen - Dr. John
The Great Soul - Migraine
Out Of The Blue - Willy Porter
Still Within The Sound Of My Voice (Album Version) - Linda Ronstadt
Kiss From A Rose (Album Version) - Seal
Your Ghost - Kristin Hersh
Das Lebkuchenherz - Pe Werner
Tupelo Honey - Cassandra Wilson
Kalerka - Rebecca Pidgeon
Ballad Of The Runaway Horse - Jennifer Warnes
Aus Misa Criolla: Kyrie - José Carreras

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I don't want to be no patch on no quilt
(I just want to see...)
Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt
(I just want to see...)
I don't want to be no hair on no wall
(I just want to see...)
Blood-stained note saying fuck you all
(I just want to see what kills me).

Tommy, are you ready we better head to town
J.D.'s box is waiting to be lowered down
and you know how he hates to be kept waiting 'round.

I don't want to be no chalk line drawing
(I just want to see...)
Toe-tagged question mark, until identifying
(I just want to see...)
I don't want to fuse with no economy seat
(I just want to see...)
fuel some fireball at 30,000 feet
(I just want to see what kills me).

Tommy, did you catch his face
before they closed the lid?
I swear I saw him wink once and flash me that old grin
Oh, you know, that would be just like him.

I don't want to face no hollow-eyed ending
(I just want to see...)
Loved ones buried, empty days of waiting
(I just want to see what kills me).

Tommy, darling, come to bed
we'll try and sleep away this sadness
These memories, too, are bound to die
so our dreams will have to serve us
Tomorrow may be the day that our love betrays us.