December eighth in nineteen-eighty
I was home on avondale
Boys were playin basketball
When the news came in.
And I heard my brother say, "oh my god!"
I said, "whats the matter, jesse? "
He said, "i dont wanna tell you this"
And he would not meet my eyes.
Please comfort me
And shelter me
I am weak with love
Comfort me
And shelter me
I am weak with love
The policeman laid him in the police car
He was shot and bleeding
Then he said, "are you john lennon? "
John couldnt speak but he nodded "yeah".
And I heard my brother say, "oh my god!"
I said, "whats the matter, jesse? "
He said, "i dont wanna tell you this"
So he took me for a drive.
Please comfort me
And shelter me
For I am weak with love
Comfort me
And shelter me
Well, I am weak with love
Love, love, love.
