(Marc Jordan, John Capek)
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Across the street the river runs
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Down in the gutter life is slipping away
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Let me still exist in another place
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Running under cover of a helicopter blade
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The flames are getting higher in effigy
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Burning down the bridges of my memory
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Love may still be alive somewhere someway
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where they're downing only deer
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a hundred steel towns away
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Oh rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
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with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
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No never will I roam for I know my place is home
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where the ocean meets the sky
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I'll be sailing
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Photographs and kerosene light up my darkness
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light it up, light it up
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I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans
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Running down the alley I've got my eyes all over you baby
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Oh baby
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Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
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with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
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No never will I roam for I know my place is home
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where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sailing
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I'll be sailing
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Oh I've got lightning in my veins
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shifting like the handle of a slot machine
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Love may still exist in another place
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I'm just yanking back the handle
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no expression on my face
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Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
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with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
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Never will I roam for I know my place is home
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where the ocean meets the sky
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I'll be sailing
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Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
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with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
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No never will I roam for I know my place is home
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where the ocean meets the sky
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I'll be sailing
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The rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
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with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
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Never will I roam for I know my place is home
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where the ocean meets the sky
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I'll be sailing
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Rhythm Of My Heart
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| Rod Stewart |
