Fine Line
I've seen a man walking down a long dirt road
I've seen a man breaking hearts, none other than his own
I've seen the Lord strike down and take him away
I've seen a junkie begging for a hit, asking for some change
And I've seen daylight turn to rain, a rich man fade away
A poor boy turn to gold, a city blow up in smoke
I've seen that preacher man show up late, a patient who can barely breathe
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I've seen a man broke down, far from home
Following his heart, and the things he's never known
Well, he's got fire in his mind, and love in his eyes
Well, there's smoke up in them hills, not a cloud up in the sky
I've seen daylight turn to rain, a rich man fade away
A poor boy turn to gold, a city blow up in smoke
I've seen that preacher man show up late, a patient who can barely breathe
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I've seen daylight turn to rain, a rich man fade away
A poor boy turn to gold, a city blowing up in smoke
I've seen that preacher man show up late, a patient who can barely breathe
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I've seen a man breaking hearts, none other than his own
I've seen the Lord strike down and take him away
I've seen a junkie begging for a hit, asking for some change
And I've seen daylight turn to rain, a rich man fade away
A poor boy turn to gold, a city blow up in smoke
I've seen that preacher man show up late, a patient who can barely breathe
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I've seen a man broke down, far from home
Following his heart, and the things he's never known
Well, he's got fire in his mind, and love in his eyes
Well, there's smoke up in them hills, not a cloud up in the sky
I've seen daylight turn to rain, a rich man fade away
A poor boy turn to gold, a city blow up in smoke
I've seen that preacher man show up late, a patient who can barely breathe
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I've seen daylight turn to rain, a rich man fade away
A poor boy turn to gold, a city blowing up in smoke
I've seen that preacher man show up late, a patient who can barely breathe
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
I walk a fine line, as far as I can see
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Writer(s): Andrew Leonard, Matt Peterson-muirhead, Brett Hemminger
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