Three o' clock in the morning. When the telephone started ringing. I had a feeling it would be you. I didn't wanna take it but I let my imagination. Think of some kinda trouble you got into.
I was 17. Just gettin' started. Every weekend was a non-stop party. Chasin' girls and cruisin' town. . It was nightclubs all through my 20's. And 3 a.m. breakfast at Denny's.
Holding On...... I'll crack the sky with my screams. My frustration Breaking everything.. I embraced you. And I erased you. Lies defaced you.. I wanna get on with my life......
As I ponder my thoughts and fears and life. I stand tempted to throw it all away. So I sit and I slowly lose my mind. Look for signs of you, just to feel it again.
I was seventeen, just getting started. Every weekend was a non-stop party. Chasing girls and cruising town. It was nightclubs all through my 20's. And 3a.m. breakfast at Denny's.