I ride on the highway with the wind in my face.
Ride in the wind until the sun goes down.
Then i make a fire and watch the stars in the sky until the sun goes up.
I ride with the wind in my face untill the sun goes down.
Yesterday is dead and gone
Tomorrow is out of sight
I don't care what is right or wrong
I don't want to be alone
Help me make it trough the night
Tänker på dig
Ser på dig med ögon som smeker din sköna kropp
Håller om dig med mina armar
Håller dig tät intill
Närhet ömhet åtrå värme
Kramar dig och tänker ” vilken lycka att få krama just dig”
Lämnar dig i natten
Att se på månen med dina ögon
För att se om stjärnorna lyser upp dig
Till den vackra människa som du är
Yeah I'm a lone wolf and I no longer run with the pack.
Yeah I am a lone wolf.I don't ever look back.
Hey I am a lone wolf out here on the prowl
and most of us have been penned
up but I'm still running wild.
We talked and laugh on the net
We talked some more and made som bet
You wun and saw me lose
Not because of the game I supose
But for you toke a piece of me whit you
You toke a piece of my heart to you
And I’m glad I lost it to you
I’m not afraid of loosing to you
Because loosing my heart to some one like you
It is in some way Wining
Kepp the head high and the eye's stright
Then we drive down the road whit the eagles as far we can.
Let´s feel the raw power come loose..
and taste the wonderfull smell of burned rubber
in the light of that chasing cop-automobile..
Feel that glory, when you see him disapear in your rearmirror..
CU on the road to my friend..And i´ll promise..
You will notice me, when you see me..
"PRAYER OF A STRAY"
Dear God please send me somebody who'll care!
I'm tired of running, I'm sick with despair.
My body is aching, it's so racked with pain.
And Dear God I pray as I run in the rain,
That someone will love me and give me a home.
A warm cozy bed I can call my own
My last owner neglected me and chased me away
To rummage in garbage and live as a stray.
But now God I'm tired and hungry and cold.
And I'm afraid that I'll never grow old.
They've chased me with sticks and hit me with stones
While I run in the streets just looking for bones!
I'm not really bad God, please help if you can.
For I have become just a "VICTIM OF MAN!"
I'm wormy Dear God and I'm ridden with fleas
and All that I want is an owner to please!
If you find one for me God, I'll try to be good
I won't run away and I'll do as I should.
I don't think I'll make it too long on my own,
Cause I'm getting so weak and I'm so all alone.
Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry,
Cause I'm so afraid God, that I'm gonna die!
And I've got so much love and devotion to give,
That I should be given a new chance to live.
So Dear God PLEASE, PLEASE answer my prayer
And send me somebody who WILL really care...