Sound asleep on the streets
This revolution.
And I ran until I fell
You live and learn there's somewhere in between heaven and hell.
And when we slept on the streets
With all those women,
And I almost had to hide,
You live and learn there's somewhere in between so low and so high.
And everyday is a sad reminder.
And everyday is a sad reminder.
That I am just where you left me
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me
And I won't follow.
And there she stood with the eyes
Of tired nations,
Nothing left unsaid, undone.
And all that's wrong
Is all that I've become.
Well maybe I've been forgotten.
And everyday is a sad reminder.
And everyday is a sad reminder.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I won't follow.
And I am just where you left me.
And I wont follow.