She was standing at the station Small town suitcase in her hand There were dreams she found inside her That no one cared to understand She never talks
Hey mister, can you tell me What this world's about It might just help me out I used to be a dreamer But my dreams have burned You know how luck turns
Father Time, I couldn't make her wanna stay I couldn't seem to find the words to say Now, I have to live in yesterday Father Time, I thought that you
The lightning flashed as angels Rode fiery chargers through the clouds That answer scared me into tears And all the grownups laughed out loud Now the
If God was a woman With long blond hair Would you kneel at her altar And offer her prayer Could she be your addiction Could she make you sin If God was
The old man down on the corner Is drowning in his pain I can see the sorrow in his eyes His tears, they leave a stain The streets have left him broken
He was a man A ramblin' man he was yes he was Guitar in hand His home was on the road and that's where he was He's seen a thousand roads He's been a
One, two, three, four Oh yea Made in America, nineteen fifty nine Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line Raised on radio, just a jukebox
In your river of love In your river of love In your river of love In your river of love Well let me tell you a story About body and blood Well there'
Life is a road Forever winding where it leads us I don't know In it together for better or worse Searching for our pal of gold Time leaves a trail Of
It's amazing, we go through changes When times get crazy, it's up and down, it's hot and cold These complications, just keep on coming There ain't no
There's a line that you cross When you find out that you're lost When your world is closing in And it crawls under your skin And the heart's always blind
Only child, lonely one, trying to act like his father's son Make him proud though he sometimes fails, locked up, living in a jail Help me now, help me
There's a danger of getting so close to you There comes a time when the walls fade away And when love turns to bitter blue Sometimes it feels like it
Voodoo woman I'll see you in my dreams Gypsy woman Down on Lonely Street Gypsy was a friend of mine In a sacred dream Voodoo woman magic child In time
Woke up in a cold sweat In the middle of the night Seems like a lifetime When you're wondering who's wrong or right One confession would resurrect the
(R.Sambora, R.Supa & D.Bryan) There's a line that you cross, When you find out that you're lost. When your world is closing in, And it crawls under your
Let me tell you a story About body and blood There's a fire below Deep in the river of love Hey pretty mama I'm just trying to be polite I wanna make
