Bryan Adams - This Side Of Paradise (2004 - Room Service) | Текст песни

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I'm ridin' in the back seat - nine years old
Starin' out the window countin' the highway poles
And then I get to thinkin' - that it don't seem real
I'm flyin' through the universe in a 69' Oldsmobile

And I wanna know what they're not tellin
And I don't wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - it's a lonely lonely road I'm on
This side of paradise

I'm ridin' in the back seat - black limousine
Starin' out the window at a funeral scene
And then I get to thinkin' - and it don't seem right
I'm sittin' here safe and sound
And someone I love is gone tonight

I wanna know what they're not tellin
And I don't wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - it's a lonely lonely road we're on
This side of paradise
here ain't no crystal ball - there ain't no Santa Claus
There ain't no fairy tales - there ain't no streets of gold
There ain't no chosen few - yea it's just me and you
And that's all we got yea... That's all we got to hold on to
Yea this side of paradise

I remember bein' a little boy in the back seat - nine years old
Always askin' questions - never did what I was told
And then I get to thinkin' like I always do
We wander 'round in the darkness but every now and then
A little light shines through

I wanna know what they're not tellin
I don't wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - it's a lonely lonely road we're on
This side of paradise

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