Lyrics:
Ken Hensley

So you wanna be a big time rock star Without my help you know you won't get too far Just give me everything you might get something But be prepared to

I was downtown drinking with the boys All of a sudden coming out of the noise One of my so-called friends About ruined the night He told me you've been

Don't ask them what they're looking for Don't ask them why 'Cause they can't really tell you right from wrong An educated guess will be the best you'll

I met a sad old gypsy on the road to Berlin By chance I got to spend a little time with him We shared a few life stories on that dusty old train So I

No matter where you are You'll hear my voice calling out to you What else can I do When my heart is beating slightly out of tune You will know the sound

I'm crying From deep in my soul to the core of my heart I'm crying And I'm crying For the door to close so I can make a new start I'm crying I'm trying

Well I picked her up on the 44 One evening back in July She looked so pretty In the full moonlight That I just couldn't pass her by And we hadn't rolled

How well I remember the days In the house on the hill With the cat, the raccoon and A fat lazy daydream to kill And the moon to sing me to sleep And

I once read a story About a world full of love Of freedom and glory As seen through the eyes of a child We learned to believe That the earth was all