faded on the road
long gone and so alone
soaking in the rain so far from home
throw that soul to waste
swear i'm all kinds of new today
this drunk idiot hollers out your name
he wants to be your friend
he wants to be your free spirit
he wants to be yours
he wants to be your friend
he wants to be your free spirit
he wants to be yours
he wants to be yours
evenings on the route
these riders harbor doubt
down to sigh and sink into the crowd
this night is room to grow
a chance to carry home
swear this busted soul will come around
he wants to be your friend
he wants to be your free spirit
he wants to be yours
he wants to be your friend
he wants to be your free spirit
he wants to be yours
he wants to be yours
to leave this cold behind to find
a better point of view
to walk along a different path
and wind up next to you
to be alone with all guards down
all lost on in a dream
it's now or no one
this heart is off
to set a spirit free
we weren't made to be down
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