Im ridin in the back seat - nine years old
Starin out the window countin the highway poles
And then I get to thinkin - that it dont seem real
Im flyin through the universe in a 69 oldsmobile
And I wanna know what theyre not tellin
And I dont wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - its a lonely lonely road Im on
This side of paradise
Im ridin in the back seat - black limousine
Starin out the window at a funeral scene
And then I get to thinkin - and it dont seem right
Im sittin here safe and sound and someone I love is gone tonight
I wanna know what theyre not tellin
And I dont wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - its a lonely, lonely road were on
This side of paradise
There aint no crystal ball - there aint no santa claus
There aint no fairy tales
There aint no streets of gold
There aint no chosen few - ya its just me and you
And thats all we got ya...thats 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 theyre not telling
I dont wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah - its a lonely lonely road were on
This side of paradise
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