Steps, Pt. 2

Hard to walk around these days with an open heart Making way past all the cops and the killers, yeah I've been down the same old block a thousand times before Only one thing I remember, remember Somewhere between the butcher and the funeral home I saw you Somewhere in the sea of drunken people I saw you If you're the kind of angel that all the choirs sing about We can grow old together If you're the kind of devil that everyone's afraid of We can go mad together It's hard to walk around with your eyes wide open, open Everything's illuminated but I still see nothing, nothing But that don't really bother me There's only one thing that I wanna see Now it's you, you, you, you If you're the kind of angel that all the choirs sing about We can grow old together If you're the kind of devil that everyone's afraid of We can go mad together I don't care if the tide is turning As long as I'm with you, you, you, you Let the world just keep on burning As long as I'm with you, you, you, you I don't care if the tide is turning As long as I'm with you, you, you, you Let the world just keep on burning As long as I'm with you, you, you