You can walk a hundred thousand miles
to see where you belong
but all you feel around tonight
is nothing but the road
you can see one hundred thousand suns creeping from below
but somehow there’s got to be one way out
talking ‘bout your home
And when you’re tired, wake your guitar, put fire on
I don’t know how I’ll feel you play, I’ll find the road
I can sink down in the quicksands
Selling breathings to this world
But all I feel around tonight’s the wind that steals ‘em all
I can stand still in the desert buyin’ illusions in the shade
Of an oasis full of “I want’s”
But so lack of yesterdays
And when I’m tired I pick my harmonica to show you
Don’t need sign to close your eyes and find the road
Just two lonely pilgrims searching for the final proof
Hangin’ in the night somebody calls
Wasted in a landscape where the gloom climbs to the throne
I can tell them colors from this dark around
I need a home
We’ve to walk two separate ways at this crossroad of our lives
Sure it’s been a magic ride it hurts so sad to say goodbye
We have lived what our eyes know
that any word could never tell
so this song’s the only way out
to be home once more my friend
And when we’re tired
We’ll always have something that no one’s
I don’t know how I’ll feel you play, I’ll find the road
‘Cause when we’re tired
we’ll always have something that no one’s
I don’t know how you’ll feel me play, you’ll find the road
I don’t know how I’ll feel you play, I’ll find the road, boy
I don’t know how you’ll feel me play, you’ll find the road
I don’t know how I’ll feel you play, I’ll find the road, boy
I don’t know how I’ll feel you play, I’ll find the road
Find the road
Find the road
Find the road