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 theres got to be one way out
talking bout your home
And when youre tired, wake your guitar, put fire on
I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road
I can sink down in the quicksands
Selling breathings to this world
But all I feel around tonights the wind that steals em all
I can stand still in the desert buyin illusions in the shade
Of an oasis full of I wants
But so lack of yesterdays
And when Im tired I pick my harmonica to show you
Dont 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
Weve to walk two separate ways at this crossroad of our lives
Sure its 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 songs the only way out
to be home once more my friend
And when were tired
Well always have something that no ones
I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road
Cause when were tired
well always have something that no ones
I dont know how youll feel me play, youll find the road
I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road, boy
I dont know how youll feel me play, youll find the road
I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road, boy
I dont know how Ill feel you play, Ill find the road
Find the road
Find the road
Find the road