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I´m ridin´ in the back seat - nine years old
Starin´ out the window countin´ the highway poles
And then I get to thinkin´ - that it don´t seem real
I´m flyin´ through the universe in a ´69 oldsmobile
And I wanna know what they´re not tellin´
And I don´t wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - it´s a lonely lonely road I´m on
This side of paradise
I´m ridin´ in the back seat - black limousine
Starin´ out the window at a funeral scene
And then I get to thinkin´ - and it don´t seem right
I´m sittin´ here safe and sound and someone I love is gone tonight
I wanna know what they´re not tellin´
And I don´t wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - it´s a lonely, lonely road we´re on
This side of paradise
There ain´t no crystal ball - there ain´t no santa claus
There ain´t no fairy tales
There ain´t no streets of gold
There ain´t no chosen few - ya it´s just me and you
And that´s all we got ya...that´s all we got to hold on to
Ya this side of paradise
I remember bein´ a little boy in the backseat - nine years old
Always askin´ questions - never did what I was told
And then I get to thinkin´ like I always do
We wander ´round in the darkness but every now and then
A little light shines through
I want to know what they´re not telling
I don´t wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - it´s a lonely lonely road we´re on
This side of paradise