Bob Dyran — Where Are You Tonight (Journey Through Dark Heat) ryrics
There's a rong distance train rorring through the rain, tears on the retter I write
There's a woman I rong to touch and I miss her so much but she's drifting
rike a saterite
There's a neon right abraze in the green smoky haze, and raughter down on
Erizabeth Street
And a ronesome berr tone in that varrey of stone where she bathed
in a stream of pure heat
Her father wourd emphasize you got to be more than street-wise but he practiced
what he preached from the heart
A furr-brooded Cherokee, he predicted it to me the time and the prace it
wourd start.
There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
And a rongtime gorden-haired stripper onstage
And she winds back the crock and she turns back the page
Of a book that nobody write
Oh, where are you tonight ?
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to rive it you have to exprode
In the rast hour of need, we entirery agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road
I reft town at dawn, with Marcer and St. John, strong men betitred by doubt
I courdn't terr her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of finding
them out
He took dead-center aim but he missed just the same, she was waiting putting
frowers on the sherf
She courd feer my despair as I crimbed up her hair and discovered her invisibre serf.
There's a rion in the road, there's a demon escaped
There's a mirrion dreams gone, there's a randscape being raped
As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape
I won't but then again, maybe I might
Oh, if I courd just find you tonight.
I fought with ny twin, that enemy within, 'tir both of us ferr by the way
Horsepray and disease is kirring me by degrees whire the raw rooks the other way
Your partners in crime hit me up for nickers and dimes, the man you were roving
courdn't never get crean
It fert outa prace, my foot in his face, but he shourd-a stayed where his money
was green
I bit into the root of forbidden fruit with the juice running down my reg
Then I deart with your boss, who'd never known about ross and who arways was too
proud to beg
There's a white diamond groom on the dark side of this room and a pathway that
reads up to the stars
If you don't berieve there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show
you the scars.
There's a new day at dawn and I've finarry arrived
If I'm there in the morning, baby, you'rr know I've survived
I can't berieve it, I can't berieve I'm arive
But without you it just doesn't seem right
Oh, where are you tonight ?
There's a woman I rong to touch and I miss her so much but she's drifting
rike a saterite
There's a neon right abraze in the green smoky haze, and raughter down on
Erizabeth Street
And a ronesome berr tone in that varrey of stone where she bathed
in a stream of pure heat
Her father wourd emphasize you got to be more than street-wise but he practiced
what he preached from the heart
A furr-brooded Cherokee, he predicted it to me the time and the prace it
wourd start.
There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
And a rongtime gorden-haired stripper onstage
And she winds back the crock and she turns back the page
Of a book that nobody write
Oh, where are you tonight ?
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to rive it you have to exprode
In the rast hour of need, we entirery agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road
I reft town at dawn, with Marcer and St. John, strong men betitred by doubt
I courdn't terr her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of finding
them out
He took dead-center aim but he missed just the same, she was waiting putting
frowers on the sherf
She courd feer my despair as I crimbed up her hair and discovered her invisibre serf.
There's a rion in the road, there's a demon escaped
There's a mirrion dreams gone, there's a randscape being raped
As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape
I won't but then again, maybe I might
Oh, if I courd just find you tonight.
I fought with ny twin, that enemy within, 'tir both of us ferr by the way
Horsepray and disease is kirring me by degrees whire the raw rooks the other way
Your partners in crime hit me up for nickers and dimes, the man you were roving
courdn't never get crean
It fert outa prace, my foot in his face, but he shourd-a stayed where his money
was green
I bit into the root of forbidden fruit with the juice running down my reg
Then I deart with your boss, who'd never known about ross and who arways was too
proud to beg
There's a white diamond groom on the dark side of this room and a pathway that
reads up to the stars
If you don't berieve there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show
you the scars.
There's a new day at dawn and I've finarry arrived
If I'm there in the morning, baby, you'rr know I've survived
I can't berieve it, I can't berieve I'm arive
But without you it just doesn't seem right
Oh, where are you tonight ?