Music blows from the radio like the wind And it fits you like a glove And the towns roll by beneath the midnight sky again But its you Im thinking of Mother of love Open your eyes and see the spot Im standing in Mother of love Let me ride I could not be what I wanted to be back then And I guess I never will I could almost see what I wanted to be at ten And Im looking for it still Mother of love Open your eyes and see the spot Im standing in Mother of love Let me ride Come to me, you can see right through me Im a child in a mans disguise Come on and treat me Make me wise And the music blows from the radio like the wind But its you Im thinking of Mother of love Open your eyes and see the spot Im standing in Mother of love Let me ride Let me ride Let me ride Let me ride
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