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On the hard fast train
On the road to gain
Something gets right through to your telling bone
Theres a sudden itch
An electric twitch
Sometimes I swear this bodys got a mind of its own

This is the naked truth

I'm chained to the highway, there's no other way for me
Always looking for a new day, always a dream ahead of me
Seems like it's so many lifetimes, through the sunshine, rain and snow

Yeah I come so far but I still got so far to go
Well I come so far but I still got so far to go
Hmmm

Driving home for Christmas
Oh, I can't wait to see those faces
I'm driving home for Christmas, yea
Well I'm moving down that line

And it's been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song

I see a turning wheel
On a dusty track
Caught in the void and empty space
In between there and back
And the paradise of going somewhere
That's still so far away
Happy, boy you bet I am
Holding on to this smile for just as long as I can

There's rain on my window
But I'm thinking of you
Tears on my pillow
But I will come through
Josephine I'll send you all my love
And every single step
I take I take for you
Josephine I'll send you all my love

Eyes so bright, so big and wide
Make you feel so strange
Somewhere deep inside
It's the face of an angel
Soul of the devil may care

How I'd love to know
What goes on in there

Look deep into the April face
A change is clearly taking place
Looking for the summer
The eyes take on a certain gaze
And leave behind the springtime days
Go looking for the summer

This ain't no game of kiss and tell

I feel your heat in dusty whispers
The wind is cold around your moon
It's getting hard to keep our distance
I know your time is coming soon
Don't point your dream on my horizon
Don't take your rose too far from home
Please don't forget we're not each other
Each soul has black thorns of his own

Well I'm standing by the river
But the water doesn't flow
It boils with every poison you can think of
And I'm underneath the streetlight
But the light of joy I know
Scared beyond belief way down in the shadows

And the perverted fear of violence

Driving home from the highland line
We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne
They flew us in from a Hamburg strip
The taste of Dusseldorf still on our lips
And on the bus there is a friend of mine
We go way back to the scene of the crime
We sit up front and share a cigarette
And try to remember what we tried to forget

It's a cold, cold feeling
On a real lazy wind
That blows all the way trough you
And the autumn begins

How it cuts like a sabre
How it chills to the bone
You've got cold feet and fingers

AND YOU MY LOVE

I do not sleep tonight
I might not ever
The sins of the past have come
See how they sit down together

Outside my window