Words and music by Paul Landsittel ©1990
I look outside; it’s raining blue, or is it just the color of these eyes I’m looking through,
Getting wet and heavy, sticking to the ground, think I’ll go out, just walk around,
I’ll leave the light on, to find my way home,
I’m going stepping into the night
Following the freedom in my shoes, just part of the mystery I’m walking through,
Clouds getting ready to explode, with a restless passion to unload,
I’ll leave the light on, to find my way home,
I’m going stepping into the night
What’s going on, I want to know,
I tore myself apart,
gave a piece away, the size of my heart,
I need a certain song on the radio, something to fill my appetite, wet my soul,
Getting kind of hungry for the blues, give me one more song I can use,
I’ll leave the light on, to find my way home,
I’m going stepping into the night, stepping into the night, stepping into the night
Musicians:
Paul Landsittel: guitar, vocals
Carlos Chavez: saxophones
Craig Fisher: keyboards
Brian Mikulich: drums, percussion
Steve Ralph: bass