just like fire would
bruce springsteen
one night in a motel room
i drank the wine that they left on my table
i knew the morning was too far
i smoked my last cigarette
the night was dark and the land was cold
it's frozen right to the bone
500 miles i've gone today
outside my window the world passes by
i go to work and i earn my pay
my sweat it falls to the ground
i see you now but we may never meet again child
the ice is hanging on the door
one night in a motel room
i drank the wine that they left on my table
i knew the morning was too far