Turn Around I said Look At Me

And from my family I received a bicycle not quite ready to be ridden, but in my possession.
Ready for to be my newest friend, next to of course my fish. and Bob Dylan.

I'm ready to sleep in my own bed but first a shower with adequate water pressure.
It's disappointing to discover that my own tears wash the dirt off me better than the faucet.

It's time for these hands to play some guitar.
Because when I sing to myself I can only hope that somewhere somebody is singing to themselves too. Maybe sometime we'll hear each other.

"Come in she said i'll give ya shelter from the storm."