Robin Trower When Will The Next Blow Fall
Look down the broken road
Was a highway for the free
Where angel mist is shown
Very little sympathy
Child carrys child
The world refused to see
So far from home
No place for them to be
And they lie awake at night
Wondering where the next blow when will the next blow fall
The desert is no friend
When running from the storm
Nowhere to hide no shelter
While the winds have all raged on
And they lie awake at night
Wondering where the next blow when will the next blow fall
The time not some wrong past
Voices ringing clear
Claiming there's a piece of glass
And the crowd began to cheer
But her lying awake at night
Wondering where the next blow when will the next blow fall
Lying awake at night
Wondering where the next blow when will the next blow fall
