Bringing me down, I'm running Blind in the of the interstate cars me by, the buses and semis Plunging like stones a slingshot on Mars
But I'm here by the road, to the load I up in ten thousand cafes and bars Alone with the rush of the drivers who pick me up The highway, the moon, the and the stars
The wind keeps on pouring in its words of a life where nothing is new Ah, Mother American Night, I'm from the light Ohh, I'm in you
I St. Louis, City of Blues In the midst of a storm I'd rather I to pretend it came to an end 'Cause you weren't the I once thought I'd met
But I can't deny, oh, times have by I had doubts or thoughts of regret And I was a man when all this Who wouldn't think twice about there yet
Black-throated wind, in sin Is of life that passes like dew Forced me to see done better by me by me than I've done by you
Now what's to be found, around You carry pain wherever you go Oh, full of the blues to lose You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to
I give you my eyes, all of their Please help them to as well as to see That a glance, oh, and make a dance Of looking at you, at me
The black-throated wind on pouring in its words of a lie that could almost be true Ah, American Night, here comes the light Goin' around, what I'm gonna do
back home that's what I'm gonna do Turnin' around, that's what I'm do Goin' home that's what I'm, I'm gonna do You've done better by me than done by you
Ohh, I'm in you Ohh, I'm in you I'm back home that's what I'm gonna do Well, I'm drowning in you