Lyrics:

Clapton

Don't need a tour guide
Through these canyons of the heart
What do you think these scars are for?
Baby, I've been here before
I don't need you to tell me
I've been falling apart

Doesn't matter of you're rich or poor
Everybody's taking more and more
Hey now, angel
Don't you think you've had enough
Anyone else would run for cover
But you're still playing tough
Running barefoot through the morning rain
Down Challis Avenue
Even your mother thinks I'm crazy
Chasing round with a girl like you

Angelou, what's the use?
In the night sky, sparks fly
Every time I think of you

Hung up on the telephone
'Cause I don't know who to call
So I just sit in the Python Pit
With my back up against the wall
Dominique keeps a place for me
Down on Challis Avenue
Maybe baby, maybe I'm crazy
Chasing round with a girl like you

Angelou, what's the use?
In the night sky, sparks fly
Every time I think of you