There's a face that no one knows
in a place where no one goes
an old photograph
on a dusty shelf
sitting alone thinking to himself
about all the years he was somebody else
with a dream and desire
and a heart on fire
the wheels that once had turned
the fire that once had burned
all of the love never meant to last
left far behind somewhere in the past
back in the time when the living was fast
with the road under his tires
and a heart on fire
spending his time all alone with memories
filling his mind with the pictures of home
crossing that line somewhere closer to madness
deeper than sadness
a place no one should go
all alone
Without words he has no song
and his words all come out wrong
sitting alone thinking to himself
about all the years he was someone else
an old photograph on a dusty shelf
once a dream and desire
with a heart on fire
