Bruce Springsteen

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Screen doors and lamps, Mary's dress weight.

Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays.

Roy Orbison singing for the lonely.

Hey, that's me and I want you only.

Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again.

Don't run back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here for.

So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore.

Sure, little faith is magic in the night.

You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're all right.

Oh, and that's all right with me.

And study your pain Because your lover still lives in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these dreams Well, I'm no hero that's understood Or an attention I'm an awful girl that's beneath this dirty hood With a chance I'll make it somehow Hey, what else can we do now Except roll down the window and let

Don't run back inside, baby You know just what I'm here for

So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore.

There's magic in the night.

You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're all right.

And that's all right with me.

You can hide beneath your covers and study your pain.

Make crosses from your lover's throat.

Waste your summer prayin' in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well, I ain't no hero that's understood All the redemption I can offer lays beneath this old hood With one last chance to make it good somehow Hey, what else can you do now Except roll down the window