Bobby Long To The Light
Well the radio is blasting Another day old tune My mother let me for a walk For an... The streets were burnt No one cried, no one made a sound
My friends waited by the west side Until the end of the day The pops burts in the road, soaked our way We followed that path Until we came to our home
When the dawn is tingle fast Her time don’t move She can turn all evening, she’s got nothing to prove She comes, she comes To the light, to the light, to the light To the light, to the light, to the light To the light, to the light, to the light
Know I’ma speak in, and set the sound of alarm And kept me up for an hour Lying in her arms And she comforts me, and tells me Lay your head So out from the darkness I hear her crying for me A sign that she’s coming let the old banshee I know that she means well And she comes from the dark
When the dawn is tingle fast Her time don’t move She can turn all evening, she’s got nothing to prove She comes, she comes To the light, to the light, to the light To the light, to the light, to the light To the light, to the light, to the light.
