There s a long-distance train rolling through the raintears on the letter I write.
There s a woman I long to touch and I miss her so much but she s drifting like a
satellite. There s a neon light ablaze in this green smoky hazelaughter down on
Elizabeth Street
And a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone where she bathed in a stream of pure
heat. Her father would emphasize you got to be more than street-wise but he practiced
what he preached from the heart.
A full-blooded Cherokeehe predicted to me the time and the place that
the trouble would start.
There s a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
And a longtime golden-haired stripper onstage
And she winds back the clock and she turns back the page
Of a book that no one can write.
Ohwhere are you tonight?
The truth was obscuretoo profound and too pureto live it you have to explode.
In that last hour of needwe entirely agreedsacrifice was the code of the road.
I left town at dawnwith Marcel and St. Johnstrong men belittled by doubt.
I couldn t tell her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of finding
them out. He took dead-center aim but he missed just the sameshe was waiting
putting
flowers on the shelf.
She could feel my despair as I climbed up her hair and discovered her invisible self.
There s a lion in the roadthere s a demon escaped
There s a million dreams gonethere s a landscape being raped
As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape
I won tbut then againmaybe I might.
Ohif I could just find you tonight.
I fought with my twinthat enemy within til both of us fell by the way.
Horseplay and disease is killing me by degrees while the law looks the other way.
Your partners in crime hit me up for nickels and dimesthe guy you were lovin
couldn t stay clean.
It felt outa placemy foot in his facebut he should-a stayed where his money was
green.
I bit into the root of forbidden fruit with the juice running down my leg.
Then I dealt with your bosswho d never known about loss and who always was
too proud to beg.
There s a white diamond gloom on the dark side of this room and a pathway that leads
up to the stars.
If you don t believe there s a price for this sweet paradiseremind me to show you the
scars.
There s a new day at dawn and I ve finally arrived.
If I m there in the morningbabyyou ll know I ve survived.
I can t believe itI can t believe I m alive
But without you it just doesn t seem right.
Ohwhere are you tonight?

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