Versuri Bryan Adams - 02. This Side of Paradise

i'm ridin' in the back seat - nine years old 
starin' out the window countin' the highway poles 
and then i get to thinkin'
- that it don't seem real 
i'm flyin' through the universe in a '69 oldsmobile 
and i wanna know what they're not tellin'
and i don't wanna hear no lies 
i just want something to believe in 
ah - it's a lonely lonely road i'm on 
this
side of paradise 
i'm ridin' in the back seat - black limousine 
starin' out the window at a funeral scene 
and then i
get to thinkin' - and it don't seem right 
i'm sittin' here safe and sound and someone i love is gone tonight 
i wanna know
what they're not tellin' 
and i don't wanna hear no lies 
i just want something to believe in 
ah - it's a lonely,
lonely road we're on 
this side of paradise 
there ain't no crystal ball - there ain't no santa claus 
there ain't no
fairy tales 
there ain't no streets of gold 
there ain't no chosen few - ya it's just me and you 
and that's all we got
ya...that's all we got to hold on to 
ya this side of paradise 
i remember bein' a little boy in the backseat - nine years old
always askin' questions - never did what I was told 
and then i get to thinkin' like i always do 
we wander 'round in
the darkness but every now and then 
a little light shines through 
i want to know what they're not telling 
i don't
wanna hear no lies 
i just want something to believe in 
ah - it's a lonely lonely road we're on 
this side of
paradise