UFO Testo

Lord I don't know which way I am going
Which way, the river gonna flow
It just seems that upstream, I keep rowing

Still got such a long way to go
Still got such a long way to go

Then that light, it's your eye
I know, I swear, wel''find somewhere
the streets are made of gold Bullets fly, split the skies
But that's all right, sometimes,
sunlight comes streaming through the holes

Oooohhh ooooohh