Give me a time, a place, a life to live,
been running around like fool.
Trying to find a point within yourself,
it's useless if you ain't got the tools.

More than me is what it takes,
to know what's good for me.
Otherwise a stay as someone who fakes,
to know what it's about to be.

At the end of the road,
tryin' so hard to see the signs.
At the end of the road,
you are the one will you be mine.
At the end of the road,
Lord knows I need some love.
At the end of the road,
this time I won't be alone.

Please dear Lord, gotta ask you favor,
tell my honey to love me true.
'Cause I'll give it all back, later,
as long as I get back to...

To the end of the road,
tryin' so hard to see the signs.
At the end of the road,
you are the one will you be mine.
At the end of the road,
Lord knows I need some love.
At the end of the road,
this time I won't be alone.

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