In my solitude I sit in my chair With gloom everywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad Dear Lord above Send back my love You haunt me

And you know my heart, well it's waiting for your call Won't you take your time on me? (Take your time on me) 'Cause we got nowhere else to be You fall in my arms Baby won't you let your phone keep ringing Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Tell the truth. The whole world is shaking now. Can't you feel it? A new dawn is breaking now. Can't you see it? It doesn't matter just who you are, Or where you're going or been. Open your eyes and look into your heart. Tell me who's been fooling you?

But like me He don't know where he'll go wrong; He won't cry so many tears There's no room for us out there; You can lose your hope and pride. When it comes to broken dreams You'll get your share. Sometime a man breaks down, And the good thing he is

Nowhere like I do That your parents don't The way that I do And all the things that I know They don't care like I do I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep 'Cause they only know what you let 'em see There's nowhere I'd rather be Saturday

Skin to skin, don't care where we've been You can take me there tonight We can let some sparks fly Feel the ride, take me high Yellow moon in your eyes Lost in your slow skirt, in the middle of nowhere Pull me in and kill the lights And kill the lights,

Care for you, I will Can I have a picture of you tonight Keep it with me always in my mind I'm good for inspiration, aren't I? You will find Well, close the door and I'll go anywhere You take me to from this bed onto so much more Tough me cause I can't

Where did all the good people go, We got heaps and heaps of what we sow I've been changing channels On the TV shows They got this and that With a rattle of tat Man what you gonna do Gimme some truth Now whose side are we on

But I'm so glad our love is here Some people have an halfway fare Without your love I ain't nowhere I went out to the insane asylum And I found my baby out there I said please come back to me darlin' What in the world are you doin' here? Then the little

Paints a trace of sadness Sweet, sweet is the night When the day is done and there's nowhere to run And the people of the city have all lost and won In your city dress you stand and stare And you smoke another cigarette and comb your hair And the light