Song | Open Up |
Artist | REO Speedwagon |
Album | Ridin' the Storm Out |
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Lyrics:Stephen Stills Music:Stephen Stills | |
Say you know you've got to run | |
You know you've got to hide | |
You don't know who to follow | |
Or who is on your side | |
You don't know where you're goin' | |
You won't talk of where you've been | |
And I may see you tomorrow | |
Or nevermore again. | |
And I've seen you in the cities | |
I've seen you on the road | |
And your face is all a-twisted | |
'cause your brain is a heavy load | |
And then you turn and ask me | |
Say how will I ever know | |
And you talk of all your searchin' | |
But I think it's all for show | |
Open up my friend | |
Love someone if you can | |
Go on, let her in | |
Open up again. | |
And I hear your mournful songs | |
I hear your painful crys | |
And I've seen the light of hunger | |
Linger deep within your eyes | |
And you talk about your sinkin' | |
And what a hole you're in | |
You expect for me to love you | |
When you hate yourself my friend. | |
And you've got yourself a potion | |
Oh to keep you from your sleep | |
In that dark and lonely hour | |
Well I've heard you laugh and weep | |
But you'll always be a-runnin' | |
Runnin' till you find your doom | |
'Cause you never face your lonely soul | |
You never face the gloom. | |
Open up my friend | |
Love someone if you can | |
Go on, let her in | |
Open up again. |
Lyrics: Stephen Stills Music: Stephen Stills | |
Say you know you' ve got to run | |
You know you' ve got to hide | |
You don' t know who to follow | |
Or who is on your side | |
You don' t know where you' re goin' | |
You won' t talk of where you' ve been | |
And I may see you tomorrow | |
Or nevermore again. | |
And I' ve seen you in the cities | |
I' ve seen you on the road | |
And your face is all atwisted | |
' cause your brain is a heavy load | |
And then you turn and ask me | |
Say how will I ever know | |
And you talk of all your searchin' | |
But I think it' s all for show | |
Open up my friend | |
Love someone if you can | |
Go on, let her in | |
Open up again. | |
And I hear your mournful songs | |
I hear your painful crys | |
And I' ve seen the light of hunger | |
Linger deep within your eyes | |
And you talk about your sinkin' | |
And what a hole you' re in | |
You expect for me to love you | |
When you hate yourself my friend. | |
And you' ve got yourself a potion | |
Oh to keep you from your sleep | |
In that dark and lonely hour | |
Well I' ve heard you laugh and weep | |
But you' ll always be arunnin' | |
Runnin' till you find your doom | |
' Cause you never face your lonely soul | |
You never face the gloom. | |
Open up my friend | |
Love someone if you can | |
Go on, let her in | |
Open up again. |
Lyrics: Stephen Stills Music: Stephen Stills | |
Say you know you' ve got to run | |
You know you' ve got to hide | |
You don' t know who to follow | |
Or who is on your side | |
You don' t know where you' re goin' | |
You won' t talk of where you' ve been | |
And I may see you tomorrow | |
Or nevermore again. | |
And I' ve seen you in the cities | |
I' ve seen you on the road | |
And your face is all atwisted | |
' cause your brain is a heavy load | |
And then you turn and ask me | |
Say how will I ever know | |
And you talk of all your searchin' | |
But I think it' s all for show | |
Open up my friend | |
Love someone if you can | |
Go on, let her in | |
Open up again. | |
And I hear your mournful songs | |
I hear your painful crys | |
And I' ve seen the light of hunger | |
Linger deep within your eyes | |
And you talk about your sinkin' | |
And what a hole you' re in | |
You expect for me to love you | |
When you hate yourself my friend. | |
And you' ve got yourself a potion | |
Oh to keep you from your sleep | |
In that dark and lonely hour | |
Well I' ve heard you laugh and weep | |
But you' ll always be arunnin' | |
Runnin' till you find your doom | |
' Cause you never face your lonely soul | |
You never face the gloom. | |
Open up my friend | |
Love someone if you can | |
Go on, let her in | |
Open up again. |