All I wanna do when I wake up in the morning is see your eyes Rosanna, Rosanna I never thought that a girl like you could ever care for me, Rosanna All
And when the dawn breaks through the drums start Beating the morning to the farm Your grimace widens and your lips part Sounding the silent alarm And
Does it matter if it works out as planned. when the author is the pen in your hand. when your mind does what you don't understand. remember that a sentiment
Risin up back on the street did my time took my chances went the distance now I'm back on my feet just a man and his will to survive so many times it
It's feeling, I don't belong here But a man's on the outside looking and Wondering who's in his old armchair It's feeling, never belonged to me First
You supply the night Baby, I'll supply the love You supply the night Baby, I'll supply the love I see a horseman in the sky It makes me turn and wonder
I must have aged twenty years in the last seven days Livin' on emotion, disbelieve and rage I found out the hard way, life is what you make Sometimes
Why don't we make believe we're in love again Who said the crimson moon doesn't shine Where do people go when they're lookin' For that one of a kind
Keep searchin' for someone to tell me the truth It seems like the longer I wait Hesitate, it comes down to you Time won't heal Love ain't real anymore
It's just the soul that matters and I don't know why You know she's gonna make you cry, you know she's gonna make you cry She'll have you walk beneath
No place left to hide Fire and smoke on all sides And you can't tell the sky From the skeletons, anymore But there's no time to wait to be saved The wasteland
Don't look now, you better watch that sword That's hanging over you It's a long hard road and they will spit you out When they get through with you Don
The curse of blood Falls upon this nation I was my hands And hang my head in shame I pray for peace And forge the crooked valley This dreader fear Held
Where are the children we lost not long ago Feel for the Mothers who weep for them I pray for the Fathers who are standing by their side In their world
Dying on my feet Sure beats living on my knees These hands around my neck They get tighter as you squeeze I'd crawl across the water, baby Just to get
Screaming at the sun and I might have spilled a little moonshine on my head Didn't have to run, but there was no one left behind 'cept for the dead I
Smoke and mirrors It's a house of cards Everybody has windows And big cigars The law of the jungle Is very new to some The animals are vicious and arrogant
I heard about a man, walkin' on the water He had hope in his eyes He didn't wear a crown or have any money He didn't have any lies He had holes in his
