I had to leave that stone cold heart so blind,
But I still see her face in the eye of my mind,
Walking down a lonely road on a starlit night
With dust on my shoes ... and love ~
Love out of sight
It's a cheap trick, boy, more than a soul pin-prick;
Dicey to play the game; it always ends the same.
But here I walk on this lonely road so blind,
With dust on my shoes; her face in my mind
But I had to leave that heart as dark as night
With nothing but an image ... and love ~
Love out of sight
It's a cheap trick, boy, more than a soul pin-prick;
Dicey to play the game; it always ends the same
Walking down this lonely road on a starlit night
With dust on your shoes ... and love ~
Love out of sight
It's a cheap trick, boy, more than a soul pin-prick;
Dicey to play the game; it always ends the same.
It always ends the same.
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 10:19 PM UTC
I had to leave that stone cold heart so blind,
But I still see her face in the eye of my mind,
Walking down a lonely road on a starlit night
With dust on my shoes ... and love ~
Love out of sight
It's a cheap trick, boy, more than a soul pin-prick;
Dicey to play the game; it always ends the same.
But here I walk on this lonely road so blind,
With dust on my shoes; her face in my mind
But I had to leave that heart as dark as night
With nothing but an image ... and love ~
Love out of sight
It's a cheap trick, boy, more than a soul pin-prick;
Dicey to play the game; it always ends the same
Walking down this lonely road on a starlit night
With dust on your shoes ... and love ~
Love out of sight
It's a cheap trick, boy, more than a soul pin-prick;
Dicey to play the game; it always ends the same.
It always ends the same.
