Barefoot Truth
Barefoot Truth - Roland lyrics
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I got a friend and I need him But he's so far away Because he's friends with the needle And it's always there to play He's got no one left to follow He just goes his own way And when today turns into tomorrow Well tomorrow looks a lot like today But when you look inside yourself Would you wish that I was near? Or would you wish that I was by your side? When the stars have all come out Will the horizon still be clear? Or will you look at me through clouded skies? But when you look inside yourself Would you wish that I was near? Or would you wish that I was by your side? When the stars have all come out Will the horizon still be clear? Or will you look at me through clouded skies? So the spotlight's now on you You got your back against the wall The small crack in the floor looks like heaven right now What happened to the days when we were just runnin' through the streets? Time turned it's back on you and you don't know how So put your hands behind your head Feel the cold tighten on your skin Should you get the chance to start again Would you keep the door locked tight, or will you let the needle in? When you look inside yourself Would you wish that I was near? Or would you wish that I was by your side? When the stars have all come out Will the horizon still be clear? Or will you look at me through clouded skies? When you look inside yourself Would you wish that I was near? Or would you wish that I was by your side? When the stars have all come out Will the horizon still be clear? Or will you look at me through clouded skies? Whoa, oh yeah... When you look inside yourself Would you wish that I was near? Or would you wish that I was by your side? When the stars have all come out Will the horizon still be clear? Or will you look at me through clouded skies? when you look inside yourself Would you wish that I was near? Or would you wish that I was by your side? When the stars have all come out Will the horizon still be clear? Or will you look at me through clouded skies? Yeah, oh yeah...