Lyrics
Romantic Mystery © Joe Lanasa
The paint's a lot more faded, On the yellow line that splits the street, of this town
The sidewalk's way more crowded, And it ain't even nine o'clock, in this town
I risk my life to cross the street, Jump the car that brought me back, to this town
I push it into traffic, midst the screams and finger-waving native sounds
I take it to the highway, but not without a cost, I'm chokin' on the memory,
Of your perfume, and this exhaust
And I'm Scared, Will you hold it All against me
Now I'm scared, Or did you just forget me?
The pictures on the billboards, They're all different, but they're all in the same place
The boats in Belmont harbor, They're all newer, but the water's just as grey
I drive it south on Lake Shore Drive, The building's soon suck me into their shade
My pulse speeds up as I slow down, Turn the corner, on the street where I last, saw your face.
My boiling blood betrays me As I think about revenge
but I ain't here for justice or to save the world
No I came back for you…
For the chance you might still love me back for you
The last time I saw, you couldn't hide your anger, Nor the tear, that rolled slowly, Down your cheek
"Liar" you cried "You swore you'd never ride with them again"
"Last time" I smiled, and left with one last kiss…
Two years, a thousand miles, and one last kiss
My return is unexpected, They don't think I'm still alive
But I ain't here to get even or to change their world
No I came back for You
From a thousand miles away and back for you
Night time's fallin' hard now, But not as hard as we were hit that day
When the joke turned into anger, Was I better off pretending not to play?
For he once was my brother, Then decided not to recognize my face
And he who once was my father, Said my death would only save his selfish race
My boiling blood betrays me, As I think about revenge
but I ain't here for justice or to save the world
No I came back for you…
For the chance you might still love me, Back for you….
Through the guns and drums they beat me with; The money they stole, the places they hit
The dirt and the tears I still taste in my bed, The memory of the place, they left me for dead
You're the only reason, I'm still standin', You're the only reason, I'm still here
You're the only, reason, that I came here, And for All, the dreams, we used to share…
Romantic Mystery © Joe Lanasa