While in these days of quiet desperation As I wander through the world in which I live I search everywhere, for some new inspiration But it's more than cold reality can give If I need a cause for celebration Or a comfort I can use to ease my mind I rely

Un bandolero donde voy Le doy gracias a Dios Por hoy estar donde estoy Y voy a seguir con mi tumbao' Y con mis ojos colorao' Con mis gatos activao' Aunque digan que soy Ustedes to' me lo han dao' El beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

If she can keep it all runnin' Keeps it runnin' You saw right through every last bit of me I should've known it from your energy We've got this synergy, your soul was close like it remembers me Instilled in me 90 degrees in California, you put chills in

I'm gonna bring it on home, now I'm gonna bring it on home to you I done bought my ticket, I got my load Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard" Take my seat and ride way back And watch this train move down the track I think about the good times I once

Eu nunca amei assim Que eu vou até lá Nosso amor é tão lindo E eu só penso em você Mas o que eu 'to sentindo Você finge que não vê E você longe de mim A dor ainda está no meu peito

De de de de de de day Save the day Baby when the night starts slipping When the night starts slipping When the night starts slipping away Boy you got my heartbeat skipping When you touch me even though The time is ticking away Just tell me it's not over

Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you When you try your best but you don't succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come

I'll knock you out Eye of the sun Strange ways coming today I put a dollar in my pocket And I threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound

Your sting red full stops my skin, dotted, scratch scratch, now I’m bleeding. Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings. There’s bears in the wood and they’re out to get me, And I’m safe from harm if I stay in this chalet. And hold me tight