The Script – The Man Who Can’t Be Moved
Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, “if you see this girl can you tell her where I am”
Some people try to hand me money, they don’t understand
I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I’m still in love with you
Cause If one day you wake up and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving
Policeman says, “son you can’t stay here”
I said, “there’s someone I’m waiting for If it’s a day, a month, a year”
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go
Cause If one day you wake up and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving,
I’m not moving, I’m not moving
People talk about the guy that’s waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world
Maybe i’ll get famous as the man who can’t be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news
And you’ll come running to the corner
cause you’ll know it’s just for you
Im the man who can’t be moved
[Chorus 2x]
Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move
Bryan Adams – This Side Of Paradise
I’m ridin’ in the back seat – nine years old
Starin’ out the window countin’ the highway poles
And then I get to thinkin’ – that it don’t seem real
I’m flyin’ through the universe in a ’69 oldsmobile
And I wanna know what they’re not tellin’
And I don’t wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah – it’s a lonely lonely road I’m on
This side of paradise
I’m ridin’ in the back seat – black limousine
Starin’ out the window at a funeral scene
And then I get to thinkin’ – and it don’t seem right
I’m sittin’ here safe and sound and someone I love is gone tonight
I wanna know what they’re not tellin’
And I don’t wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah – it’s a lonely, lonely road we’re on
This side of paradise
There ain’t no crystal ball – there ain’t no santa claus
There ain’t no fairy tales
There ain’t no streets of gold
There ain’t no chosen few – ya it’s just me and you
And that’s all we got ya…that’s all we got to hold on to
Ya this side of paradise
I remember bein’ a little boy in the backseat – nine years old
Always askin’ questions – never did what I was told
And then I get to thinkin’ like I always do
We wander ’round in the darkness but every now and then
A little light shines through
I want to know what they’re not telling
I don’t wanna hear no lies
I just want something to believe in
Ah – it’s a lonely lonely road we’re on
This side of paradise