I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the

These Mexican minutes get longer and longer We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang "Oh Mexico" We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why As the days goes by Up in the city

Meet you all the way, meet you all the way Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna, yeah Rosanna, Rosanna Now she's gone and I have to say Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna, yeah All I want to do when I wake up in the

No one mourns the wicked Because I knew you Now at last she's dead and gone Now at last there's joy throughout the land Who can say if I've been Changed for the better

Praise our king Light fails at dawn The moon is gone And deadly the night reigns Finally I've found myself In these lands

And set this circus down And we go rolling down this highway Chasing all our crazy dreams I've gone your way and you've gone my way And everywhere in between One of these days we'll find a piece of ground Just outside of some sleepy little town Sometimes

Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in Twirl you around 'til my head spins Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone Break every rule we ever learned Kick back and watch the big wheels turn Light up the night and let it burn

Think it through, what you gonna do about me? Oh baby, what you gonna do about me? You say it's over and you're ready to move on You want to believe all the fire is gone But I feel some hesitation, even as you leave It hasn't always been easy, you and I

And she's gone And he's gone Summer's gone Winter's gone Is it sun or rain for you But it breaks your heart in two You find it's October You've been fooled by April Summer soft

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about