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