These days it seems as though I've lived a lonely life time. Because I never had a girl like you to hold me tight. And since you came around and you showed your world to me.
Well, I've been around. For all these years. And all your troubles. They all turn into fears. . I wanna thank you. I wanna shake you. I wanna break through.
Well, I've, I've had my hands tied tight behind my head. And she, she sang me a song then took me off to bed. And when I said to her tomorrow girl, I just can't stay.
Have you ever been to Harlem?. Have you ever been to Rhodes. In the falling rain?. . Blowin' like a hurricane. Blowin' down the road that you left behind.
One, two, three, four. . If we hadn't won the war. And I was calling all the shots. And what I believe was done. If we hadn't sent 'em there to die. You'd be sure that we'd be doing it again.
Holding up the bank in Belgrade. She lost her mind. Between the battle lines. And the telephone rings. . A bell rung out. As they talk about. Sixteen kids gone in a school yard.
1, 2, 3, 4. . Well a sad little boy sat on a soapbox in Market Square. He'd given words for free to all the people there. And though this song is the same, doesn't matter who plays, it's alright.