A ouvir

Rod Stewart
Rythm Of My HeartAcross the street


The river runs
Down in the gutter
Life slipping away

Let me still exist
In another place
Running undercover
Of a helicopter blade

The flames are getting higher
In effigy
Burning down the bridges of my memory
Love may still be alive
Somewhere, someday
Where they're downing only deer
A hundred steel towns away

Oh the rhythm of my heart
Is beating like a drum
With the words I love you
Rolling off my tongue
Oh never will I roam
Now I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing

Photographs
Kerosine
Light my darkness
Light it up, light it up
I can feel the touch
Of your thin blue jeans
Running down the alley
I've got my eyes all over you baby

Oh the rhythm of my heart
Is beating like a drum
With the words I love you
Rolling off my tongue
Oh never will I roam
Now I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing

Oh I've got lightening in my veins
Shifting like a handle of a slot machine
Love may still exist in another place
I'm just yanking back the handle
No expression on my face

Oh the rhythm of my heart
Is beating like a drum
With the words I love you
Rolling off my tongue
Oh never will I roam
Now I know my place is home
Where the ocean