Counting Crows — Thunder Road

Well the screen door slams, Mary's dress waves And like a vision she dances across the porch While the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again 'Cause I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside darling You know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinking That maybe we ain't that young any more Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright And that's alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well listen I ain't no hero That's understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow What else can we do now? Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair This night's busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere Oh we got one last chance to make it real We can trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks Oh come take my hand We're riding out tonight to face the promised land Oh thunder road You know lying out there like a killer in the sun And oh I know it's late, we can make it if we run We can make it if we run, we can make it if we run Yeah so we got this guitar We learned how to make it talk, the car's out back If you're ready to take that long, long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door's open but the ride it ain't free Tonight you were lonely, for words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free All the promises will be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away And they haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets We got one last chance to make it real We got one last chance to make it real