Well, I came to the city I was running from the past My heart was bleeding And it hurt my bones to laugh Stayed in the city No exception to the rules, to the rule He was born to love me I was raised to be his fool, his fool
Walk that line, torn apart Spend your whole life trying Ride that train, free your heart It's midnight up in Harlem
I went down to the river And I took a look around There were old man's shoes There were needles on the ground No more mysteries, baby No more secrets, no more clues The stars are out there You can almost see the moon The streets are windy And the subway's closing down Gonna carry this dream To the other side of town.
Walk that line, torn apart Spend your whole life trying Ride that train, free your heart It's midnight up in HarlemTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
