Èñïîëíèòåëü: Eric Clapton

Êîìïîçèöèÿ: Runaway train

 There‘s a hungry road I can only hope‘s
 Gonna eat me up inside
 There‘s a drifting spirit coming clean
 In the eye of a lifelong fire
 Tell Monday I‘ll be around next week
 I‘m running ahead of my days
 In the shotgun chance that scattered us
 I‘ve seen the error of my ways

 Well we‘ve wrapped ourselves in golden crowns
 Like sun gods spitting rain
 Found a way home written on this map
 Like red dye in my veins
 In the hardest times that come around
 The fear of losing grows
 I‘ve lost and seen the world shut down
 It‘s a darkness no one knows

 And I‘ve poured out the pleasure and dealt with the pain
 Standing in a station waiting in the rain
 I‘m starting to feel a little muscle again
 But love is lost like a runaway train
 Oh I‘m out of control and out of my hands
 I‘m tearing like a demon through no man‘s land
 Trying to get a grip on my life again
 Nothing hits harder than a runaway train
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