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When you look through the lights to the stage, you see the man of your dreams You think his life's full of parties and love, but it's not what it seems If you could see in his room right now, you'd see how much love is showed There's never really any romance on the road His forehead seems cut in two, by the crease in his brow He chews his nails as he fidgets, just trying to settle on down The TV channels keep flippin', his adrenaline slowed There's never really any romance on the road, oh no There's never romance on the road, only frustration and overload He could fall in love, but he'd never know For she's only riding, and he's only hiding He's sure to ask, 'cause she won't say no But there's never really any romance on the road He was up in the bar straight-backed, did you see him before? Did he sign you his name, come with me, listen in at his door Hear himself so drunk calling home, can't remember the code You know, there's never really any romance on the road, oh no no no He's held some beautiful girls in his arms, but now he clutches his bunk For all the good that they're doing him now he might as well be a monk For his memories ain't worth a thing, 'till he's old and he's gone And his past never quite catches up, the show's moving on Did he say he kept a picture of a blonde haired girl who'd been kind When he was last home his own daughter brought it into his mind Maybe closing bars and jets, paid some debts that he owed But there's never really any romance on the road There's never romance on the road, only frustration and overload He's never learned a thing from the dust that blowed On stage for an hour, on a laser beam tower But you know he slept while the neon glowed There's never really any romance on the road There's never romance on the road, only frustration and overload He could fall in love, but he'd never know For she's only riding and he's only hiding He's sure to ask, but she won't say no There's never really any romance on the road
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