Savannah

<br>[Music : Doernberg, Wunderlich / Lyrics : Doernberg]<br><br>Another smoky venue and another long haired band.<br>Another storm of clapping hands `till the bus rolls again.<br>Alone in my hotel room with the TV on at night<br>just to kill the hurting silence after all that noise and light.<br><br>And with every mile and every town <br>and every curtain fallin? down<br>I start to feel more like a clown <br>while the roadies start to load.<br>Like a drifter on a tumbleweed<br>- addicted to the sound of speed<br>- already dead but on my feet<br>and still on the road<br><br>Cry for me - my misery - Savannah<br>I`m searching for a place to call my home.<br>Set me free - insanity - Savannah. <br>You`ll be by my side wherever I may roam<br>- Wherever I may roam.<br><br>I watch the world revolving<br>from my daily window seat.<br>The bus wheels keep on turning<br>`till it`s time for the backbeat.<br>So if you think this is glamorous <br>You better should think twice<br>`cause it`s all about the waiting<br>and it`s all about the lies.<br><br>And with every mile............