I would sail toward the moonlight if it would get me anywhere.
I'd melt the sun right out of the sky if you'd release me from its stare.
Had I'd known that you were perfect, I'd have called the man myself,
but I'm not a porch light baby, I can't be put upon a shelf.

It's nothing personal,
it's just business as usual.

I can say this without a stutter, a stammer or a stir;
"One day I swear I'll find my way back home to her."
I'm standing up, but falling into place.
Although the feeling’s gone I still remember just the way you taste.

Love has no age, but not in this case.

Lyrics submitted by dylanturner

Kicking The Old Irish Blues song meanings
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