Where will you go now? Is it true now? Killers done found this touch a long time ago Had to walks hours before I found this new kind of road Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blown But I came out with a light that blind at then end

"Little boy, don't be scared Little boy, don't be sad My mother standing in the doorway Friday night, a smile on her face And I'll always be that little boy I was only ten years old Like the back of my hand, knew the roads I swerved my bike and lost

How does Hamilton the short-tempered Protean creator of the Coast Guard Founder of the New York Post Ardently abuse his cab’net post Destroy his reputation? Welcome, folks, to The Adams administration Jefferson’s the runner-up, which makes him the vice

Where'm I gonna live when I get home So where'm I gonna live when I get home My ol' lady's thrown out everything I own She meant what she said when she wished I was dead I knew our road was gettin' kinda rocky She said I was gettin' way too cocky She

Don't use the word "forever" We live too long to be so loved People change and I can be tethered We think we are the only ones You can't walk the streets a ghost anymore Days form like new figures down my road Each one looks more like you than you know

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

Naked from the fee From the decade of the bees On a new road With no true know that see it There's doubt in every face There's a liar on the stage And what good is it If you don't hear him say of believing Every clap brings out a warning

I finally see the dawn arrivin' I see beyond the road I'm drivin' Far away and left behind Don't look back A new day is breakin' It's been too long since I felt this way I don't mind where I get taken The road is callin' Today is the day

Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The moon is new But love is old

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun