Many days I've traveled but I know not where I'm going to | |
I'm lost, lost along the way | |
From Mexico to Paris, always the same solitary circle | |
In an empty café | |
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me | |
I could have died | |
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This journey ends before it begins | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This story ends before it begins | |
Long dead Winter when I thought that Spring would never come again melting the snow | |
Many days I've reveled evenings through to mornings through to evenings with nothing to show | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This journey ends before it begins | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This story ends before it begins, oh | |
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me | |
I could have died | |
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye | |
Many days I've traveled going ‘round in social circles lost, lost along the way | |
Many nights I've reveled but I thought I saw the message in a bottle and drifting away |
Many days I' ve traveled but I know not where I' m going to | |
I' m lost, lost along the way | |
From Mexico to Paris, always the same solitary circle | |
In an empty cafe | |
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me | |
I could have died | |
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This journey ends before it begins | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This story ends before it begins | |
Long dead Winter when I thought that Spring would never come again melting the snow | |
Many days I' ve reveled evenings through to mornings through to evenings with nothing to show | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This journey ends before it begins | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This story ends before it begins, oh | |
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me | |
I could have died | |
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye | |
Many days I' ve traveled going ' round in social circles lost, lost along the way | |
Many nights I' ve reveled but I thought I saw the message in a bottle and drifting away |
Many days I' ve traveled but I know not where I' m going to | |
I' m lost, lost along the way | |
From Mexico to Paris, always the same solitary circle | |
In an empty café | |
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me | |
I could have died | |
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This journey ends before it begins | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This story ends before it begins | |
Long dead Winter when I thought that Spring would never come again melting the snow | |
Many days I' ve reveled evenings through to mornings through to evenings with nothing to show | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This journey ends before it begins | |
Ride easy my friends | |
This story ends before it begins, oh | |
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me | |
I could have died | |
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye | |
Many days I' ve traveled going ' round in social circles lost, lost along the way | |
Many nights I' ve reveled but I thought I saw the message in a bottle and drifting away |