Bruce Hornsby And The Range, The Way It Is, Track 01
About this time of the evening, out by the bay
They turn the road lights on the bridge
Well, a diesel rolls in silhouette, eastbound
Lovers glad the sun has set
I'm staring into the twilight
Wishing I could find some whore tonight

I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline
If only we might say a prayer
On the western skyline

Rooftops sag on Second Street, bachelor's quarters
Too much fun and not enough dough
Well, the kite's still hanging on the wire, waiting for the wind
Too may dreams and not enough hope
Voices on my radio
Telling me where I should go

I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline
If only we might say a prayer
On the western skyline, yeah

They'll set up on the bandstand, when the sailors hear the whistle blow
Underneath the streetlights, violence in the afterglow

Give me a shiny Cadillac, and close your eyes
Past that city limits sign
Well, he's got the admiral's daughter, he's got her in the back
Trying to cross her battle line
As I'm staring into the twilight
Wishing I could be with her tonight, whoa hoh, oh, oh

I know she's out there somewhere, somewhere
On the western skyline
If only we might say a prayer, say a prayer
On the western skyline-ine, whoa, whoa, oh

I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline

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