Rick Springfield - Souls lyrics

It all started here, she was a girl form the midwest<br>He was a stranger in a strange land<br>Same old story<br>He came for the glory<br>She came looking for a young man's hand<br><br>But they found bright lights<br>And endless nights<br>And men just used her innocent ways<br>He found it all so pretty, hypnotized by the city<br>They lost sight of the reason<br>They lost count of the days<br><br>And they were two souls searching for each other<br>One spirit looking for the other<br>Caught between a hard hard place and a rock<br><br>Two souls searching for heaven<br>Rolling the dice looking for a seven<br>To the tick, tick, ticking of time<br>Gotta beat the clock<br><br>Too many nights on the ledge<br>He acquired a knife-edge<br>Still the city didn't acquiesce to his demands<br>Some nights she cried for pity in the heart of the city<br>The city smacked her hands<br><br>He met her one endless night<br>Her eyes had a light<br>There was something familiar about the smell of her skin<br>He held her tighter and tighter<br>As he danced inside her<br>She knew from the moment that she let him in<br><br>They'd been two souls searching for each other<br>One spirit looking for the other<br>Caught between a hard hard place and a rock<br><br>Two souls searching for heaven<br>Rolling the dice looking for a seven<br>To the tick, tick, ticking of time<br>Gotta beat the clock<br>Beat the clock<br>Beat the clock<br>Beat the clock<br><br>Two souls searching for each other<br>One spirit looking for the other<br>Caught between a hard hard place and a rock<br><br>Two souls searching for heaven<br>Rolling the dice looking for a seven<br>To the tick, tick, ticking of time<br>Gotta beat the clock