Hold loosely to my hand cuz it's a long, long road, And you don't know and I don't know where it goes or where it ends. It's a long, long road.
You're gonna get back on the front page. Baby, take turns driving your Mercedes. Get back? You don't even know if you can. Get back on the run way. Honey, do it for love not for money. Get back? You don't even know if you can.
It's complicated. It's long and winded. I've been frustrated. But I know you can make it.
I sell my passion for a dime, unto a thousand hungry eyes. I covet kingdoms crumbling, What will we do when the fickle flee?