I gotta go, I gotta run far away
When on the road I never slow down
I’ve got a thrill for the fast lane
All the streets are cold and grey
All the names are just a shade
I’m on the move all the time
And I don’t care for anyone’s crime
Blinding lights and mighty roar
They’re after me and that’s cold
What have I done?
God knows my faith won’t let me down
But I know where I belong – right here right now
Outside of the bottomless site
Met the queen of the Northern Star
And now she’s mine, she’s mine, alright
When on the run I never back down
I’ve got a knife and a six shooter gun
All the bars are dirty and cheap
And all the birds, they are asleep
I’m on the move all the time
And I don’t care for anyone’s crime
Blinding lights and mighty roar
They’re after me and that’s cold
What have I done?
To deserve this
What have I done?