Prime Time

Got an itchin' to see
Blue skies again,
One foot on the track,
One foot on the train

This road I ride
Will be no lover's lane,
'Cause I'm just trying to find
Myself my friend

This person dying
Inside of me,
Won't let me live in peace,
Won't set this captive free

Take a look behind
What do I see?
I just see the past
It's a followin' me

Nothing to lose
But the fugitive blues
On a road that has no end (the road that has no end)

Nothing to win
In this city of sin,
So I'll steal prime time again,
Prime time again

Prime time
Prime time,
Prime time again,
Prime time

Prime time
Prime time
Prime time again,
Prime time

Well these furnished dreams
Bring out to me,
See the the show man drum,
A one I cannot see

Well if love decides
My destiny,
This old fool
Will never be free

Nothing to lose
But the fugitive blues,
On a road that has no end (the road that has no end)

Nothing to win
In this city of sin,
So I'll steal prime time again,
Prime time again

Prime time
Prime time
Prime time again,
Prime time

Prime time
Prime time
Prime time again,
Prime time

Prime time
Prime time
Prime time again,
Prime time

I'm gonna hide my heart (prime time)
Gonna head out, (prime time)
Gonna lose my roots (prime time)
Gonna cover my trail, (prime time)

Gonna take my kicks (prime time)
Where I can find them (prime time)
Gonna follow my nose (prime time)
Into the night (prime time)

(Fades; ends)