give me a map give me a road take me upon the winds that blow the fields of dust the fields of gold i ve seen how finest colors fade the music go to yesterday we can t revive what can t be saved a way there s got to be a way cause it seems that i can t stay away from you i m tired of all my compromise it s time for me to fight away from you you were the brightened northern star the perfect temporary scar the best in words and still you are you were the center of the sun the smokin barrel of a gun all my goal s rolled into one a way there s got to be a way cause it seems that i can t stay away from you i m tired of all my compromise it s time for me to fight away from you a way there s got to be a way but it seems that i can t stay away from you i m tired of all my compromise but it s time for me to fight away from you