And I'm driving, always driving And I'm deep in the blues again Trying to find my way back home to you Yeah I'm running, yes I'm running Gonna find my way back for you And I'm down, down, down Deep in the blues again And you're keeping the blues again

I'm a better man since I love you I'll be a better man cause I love you When this crazy world is all through 'Cause I love you The first time I laid eyes on you In that downtown café How I loved the way your auburn hair Danced across your face And

That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head The only way I’m leavin’ is dead Oh, my eyes are seein’ red Double vision from the blood we’ve shed They don’t know, where we’ve been We got that concrete street skin Oh, our flag is tattered But it

I can't live it down I've been called a rambler 'Cause I keep my eyes on that horizon line And I've been called a gambler 'Cause I always wanna let my winnings ride I've been broke more times than I can count I've been stuck for days in a lonely town

Here she comes Miss Sarajevo Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for

One more time for my taste I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my It's okay, it's me, babe Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I'm not

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around The

And I feel so all alone I feel so all alone No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke How do you cry with inanimate eyes? You're never gonna smile with the way that you are I fell in love with a wind-up souvenir I bought it downtown as I was on my way to meet

Here she comes Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for high street