Driving Towards the Daylight (Live) - Joe Bonamassa

Look upon a mountain Waitin' on a train Baby I know what's wrong And it's still happening again Waiting on my destiny Learning from my abilities Who was wrong and Who was right and Do we even know why we are fighting? So take your eyes off of me And look upon the churning sea Driving towards the daylight Running from the midnight Trying to get my way home Running from the spotlight Trying to find the daylight Trying to get back home Rusty strings on my old guitar Speaks volumes of who you are So never did I think it was you It was me, one of the chosen few Who will it be, oh the next time? Hopefully one with more sense of mind So where did you go? Always will see It's a story of you and me Driving towards the daylight Running from the midnight Trying to get my way home Running from the spotlight Trying to find the daylight Trying to get back home Driving towards the daylight Running from the midnight Trying to get my way home Running from the spotlight Trying to find the daylight Trying to get my way home Driving towards the daylight Running from that midnight Trying to get my way home Running from the spotlight Trying to find the daylight Trying to get my way home

She won't drive a Cadillac unless it's new She says gold is just a place to put my jewel I work double shifts for one more pair of shoes This livin' easy's getting hard to do My daddy said never spend more than you make And that advice I've always tried to take 'Til the day you walked into the room Now livin' easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm trying Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a million in the bank but you need two Cause a man's gotta do what he's gotta do I'm going back to bustin' ass and singing blues This livin easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm tryin' Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a tombstone in the back yard one day Hand carved under my name it will say Here lies a man who found out far too soon This livin' easy's gotten way too hard to do 'Til the day that you walked into the room This livin easy's getting hard to do