The Golden Girls collection

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Laying here in the dark
You´re like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts
Crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies,Terry
We´d go see
Trying to learn how to walk like the
heroes
We thought we had to be
And after all this time
To find we´re just like all the rest
Stranded in the park
And forced to confess
To hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Where we swore forever friends
On the backstreets until the end
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets

The highway´s  jammed with broken
heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody´s out on the run tonight
But there´s no place left to hide
Together, Wendy, we can live with the
sadness
I´ll love you with all the madness in my
soul
Someday girl, I don´t know when, we´re
gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
And we´ll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
Baby we were born to run