Room At The Top Of The Stairs

Leo Kottke
Peculiaroso
Room At The Top Of The Stairs
Room At The Top Of The Stairs (Leo Kottke)
She lives all alone
On a dark and windy street
In a room at the top of the stairs
She smokes cigarettes
And stares at the wall
Not knowing that my heart lives there
In the cool of the night
She takes me inside
And helps soothe my troubles and pain
She’s warm and she’s sweet
Her kisses leave me weep
I love it when she touches my face
She talks about the past
The sorrow and regret
She cries about the grey in her hair
I love her so much
But she just won’t believe
Any man alive could ever care
I wish I’d been there
When she was a girl
Before love had treated her unfair
She’d not be so sad
She’d not live alone
In that room at the top of the stairs
In that room at the top of the stairs
Leo made a few changes but his finger picking is awesome )