| Foreign Lover |
| They said: You have a broken voice box Now how you gonna be a star Why did you make that foolish left turn And run right into that car Into that car, into that car Why did you run into that car, into that car Riding high, racing heart All aglow with excitement If dreams could come true, only two weeks to go And my feet flying off the pavement But who would have thought at that innocent corner How blinded by time I would be The road to hell appears out of nowhere And stays indefinitely They said: You have a broken voice box Now how you gonna be a star Why did you make that foolish left turn And run right into that car Into that car, into that car Why did you run into that car, into that car Dream again, I dream again Oh, I remember the pain Maybe I should see a soothsayer And ask what's in the game Is it storm and clouds before the rainbow Or neon lights on Broadway Or is it just a freak of chance that steroids are messin' up my brain [Composed by Angeli; ©1991 Shenai Song Productions (ASCAP)] |