Songtext von Old Friend

Good morning heartache You're like an old friend Come and see me again Look up you're in Cleveland again A solid line that never ends I got stories that you'll never believe And I know it, I wear it, I wear it on my sleeve There must be something about you that I liked But right here in the rain, you know, it just don't seem right I always go out, I never hide But in Cleveland I should've stayed inside Testify my love for you And I know it runs deep through your body too From the cold black top to the hot concrete And the old tin van, it aint so sweet Somewhere in America Through the city at night And you were far from home But you knew it was gonna be alright The unfortunate gets prayed on by vultures' eyes Eighty-six cents in these pockets of mine You can take my wallet, you can take my time But you can't take my heart, it's in the city behind