Renato Russo

Renato Russo - Thunder Road lyrics

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The screendoor slams, Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singin' for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone 
again
Don't run back inside, darlin' you know just what I'm 
here for
So you're scared and you're thinkin' that maybe we 
ain't thatyoung anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're all right
Oh, and that's all right with me

You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer prayin' in vain for a savior to ride 
from thesestreets
Well now I'm no hero, that's understood
All the redemption I can offer girl is beneath this 
dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else could we do now

Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back 
yourhair
Well the night's bustin' open, these two lanes will 
take usanywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back heaven's waitin' down on the tracks
Oh, oh come take my hand
We're ridin' out tonight to case the promised land
Oh, oh thunder road
Oh, thunder road
Oh, thunder road
Lyin' out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late, we can make it if we run
Oh, oh thunder road
Sit tight, take hold
Thunder road

Well I got this guitar and I've learned how to make it 
talk
And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long 
walk
From the front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride ain't free
And I know you're hungry for words that I ain't spoke
But tonight we'll be free, all the promises'll be 
broken
There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent 
away
They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames 
ofburned-out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the streets
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roarin' on
But when you get to the front porch, they're gone
On the wind
So Mary climb in
It's a town full of losers
And I'm pullin' outta here to win

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