Love's tough, let's get real,. What else can make you feel that bad?. If love was, it was a plain, and went down,. In a ball of flames and crashed,. You wouldn't do that again..
A light snow is falling on London. All sign of the living has gone. The last train pulls into the station. And no-one gets off and no-one gets on. . Don't hate me.
It ain't good for your soul, to stay on cruise control. And let the good times pass by. And it's been way too long since we carried on. So let's get off this painted pony ride.
Waiting for that other shoe to drop. And you swear this world's gonna come to a stop. Drowning on dry land and you can't come up for air. . Your knees are so weak and you look at that mountain.
Sun stuck high in the air. Destination anywhere this road decides to go. Underneath the desert sky. I find a place to hide and rest my weary bones. This underpass will shade the heat.
Sun stuck high in the air. Destination: anywhere this road decides to go. Underneath the desert sky. I find a place to hide and rest my weary bones. This underpass will shade the heat.
Your face lights up every time. You talk about that one red light town you grew up in. Your mind goes racin' down that road. When another memory takes a hold.