Слова:
John Miles

John Waite) I've spent my life looking for you Finding my way wasn't easy to do But I knew there was you all the while And its been worth every mile

You're on your own, back on the street, Out in the cold you feel the heat. One way ticket to nowhere at your feet. Take what you need, a word to the wise

You can have the world If the world is what you need. Take me round in circles. I'll follow where you lead. Go anywhere If it's where you wanna go. It

Talking with sweet Lorraine, Looking at the world through rose coloured glasses. Dreaming of sweet Lorraine, Wishing she could be everybody she passes

It's easily said with your gun to my head No one wants to fight a fighter If this is a dream then I'll stay out of bed It's always dark before it gets

No hard feelings, no tears, no pain. No hard feelings, no fears remain. I could see you slowly drifting away, Like a vision into the wall. But I've got

Late summer in the city, Just as the night comes around to my door, She's somewhere sitting pretty, She knows we'll soon Be together once more It's a

Sunny days and sweet romances, Childhood dreams, forgotten chances pass you by. Time has gone, and far behind you Music plays and lights that blind you

The right to sing, The right to play, The right to do the things I feel in my own way, And if you took it all and asked me to pretend, You'd be breaking