He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

Je n'ai gardé que ce doux visage
Comme une épave sur le sable mouillé

You, you, it´s gotta be you
to lead me into the night

If this ain´t love
Why does it feel so
Good

"And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touchdown brings me ´round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home."

Please don´t put your life in the hands
of a rock ´n roll band
and throw it all away.