Hearts on the Nightline

Here on the razor’s edge, stranded here from my friends,

Stumbling along through the canyons,

Wasting away in shady cafes,

I don’t have smile I can turn on,

And I don’t know if I can survive,

Keep getting caught up in this arcade of lies,

How can you have any sense of direction

Walking this street of mirrors.

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Hearts on the Nightline,

Words coming down the wire,

I just can’t get things right –

I put my heart on the nightline.

I guess this city must be gettin’ to me,

I can’t seem to make a connection,

There’s got to be someone around I can talk to,

Someone I can really depend on;

But I’m smack dab – stuck in the middle,

Here in this big sociological swindle,

So many words from so many people,

All claiming the truth and the light;

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written by: R.Clapton

publisher: Orient Pacific Music