Prozzak - Lonely American Nights lyrics

rate me

A dream that's old, a song that's new

Money borrowed, guitar blue

True love tries, but has to fail

When distance, time and space prevail

I can still see the clothes we wore and the bar next door

And the dirty floor and the day we left home for a rock and roll tour of America

There was Milo and me it's true and the songs we knew and a picture of you

And a beat up van with a guitar in my hand so I could work it through

Lonely American nights

Can make you hungry for the arms of someone new

But put me under the lights

I'd never jeopardize the trust I had with you

And I hope you found yourself another lover with a heart that's true

Someone to say to you

Hold tight, shine bright, tonight I'll be coming right home to you

Day light, stay bright, if it's alright I'll be makin' it home to you

We used to pray for the end of school, for our favorite tune, up in my bedroom

Where I would wait for you baby in the parking lot to get you in the afternoon

Do you remember the way we talked when I dropped you off 'till the sun came up

When I awoke to find you sleeping at the opposite end of the telephone

But everything has a price

Ambition ordered me to do what I must do

Another love sacrificed

Another offer to the gods of losing you

And I hope you realize my heart will always hold a place for you

When I used to say to you

Hold tight, shine bright, tonight I'll be coming right home to you

Day light, stay bright, if it's alright I'll be makin' it home to you

And where were you baby when the wheels on my bus broke down

And where was I darlin' when you needed me to be around

And I suppose I'll never find another lover with a heart so true

Someone to say to you

Hold tight

Tonight

Day light

If it's alright

Hold tight, shine bright, tonight I'll be coming right home to you

Day light, stay bright, if it's alright I'll be makin' it home to you

Hold tight, shine bright, tonight I'll be coming right home to you

Day light, stay bright, it's alright I'll be makin' it home to you

I can still see the cloths we wore and the bar next door

And dirty floor and the day we left home for a rock and roll tour of America

There was Milo and me it's true and the songs we knew and a picture of you