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Rick Springfield Miscellaneous Souls Souls Rick Springfield It all started here, she was a girl from the mid-west He was a stranger in a strange land same old story He came for the glory She came looking for a young man's hand But they found bright lights And endless nights And men just used her innocent ways He found it all so pretty, hypnotized by the city They lost sight of the reasion They lost count of the days And they were two souls searching for each other One spirit looking for the other Caught between a hard hard place and a rock Two souls searching for heaven Rolling the dice looking for a seven To the tick, tick, ticking of time Gotta beat the clock Too many nights on the ledge He acquired a knife edge Still the city didn't acquiesce to his demands Some nights she cried for pity in the heart of the city The city smacked her hands He met her one endless night Her eyes had a light There was something familiar about the smell of her skin He held her tighter and tighter As he danced inside her She knew from the moment that she let him in They'd been two souls searching for each other One spirit looking for the other Caught between a hard hard place and a rock Two souls searching for heaven Rolling the dice looking for a seven To the tick, tick, ticking of time Gotta beat the clock Beat the clock Beat the clock Beat the clock Two souls searching for each other One spirit looking for the other Caught between a hard hard place and a rock Two souls searching for heaven Rolling the dice looking for a seven To the tick, tick, ticking of time Gotta beat the clock From root99@gte.net |
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