Rain on the water
Fire on fire water
Cut adrift on a sidewalk sea
Shouldering countless indignities
Only fire that's left in me
Weekend burnout catastrophe
On street level that can only mean
I don't count and I ain't seen
Once again I went down that road
Her arms all wet and cold
Double up on some sunday bed
The half-sleep of the half-dead
What became of our innocent ways?
Oh Johnny such a bad hand to play
Johnny
See the world has changed
Johnny
Nothing is making sense
Oh Johnny
Can you hear me?
The people we used to be
I miss them so much, I can't begin to tell you
I miss some people I loved so well too
I was waiting
By the roadside
Small change, then life's landslide
No call, no sign, no bells
Now everything is someplace else
Johnny
See the world has changed
Johnny
Nothing is making sense