Letras
No matter who is dealing, it's pretty much the same
Even when you're losing you're still playing the game
Some will call your bluff, some will call themselves friends
Some who don't need you never call you again
They tell me all my friends are going to be strangers
They will come as they have gone
They tell me all my friends are going to be strangers
Traveling on, traveling on
Temporary heroes with their pockets full of fame
And search for perfect women with straight teeth and no last names
Who come on dressed in hunger looking for someone to bleed
Longing for a lover whose love is like her need
They tell me all my friends are going to be strangers
They will come as they have gone
They tell me all my friends are going to be strangers
Traveling on, traveling on
And though you are a stranger, you will always be a friend
We're travelers on the highway, we may never ride again
I often smile and wonder what each of us will do
We might get rich and famous
We could end up being strangers too
They tell me all my friends are going to be strangers
They will come as they have gone
They tell me all my friends are going to be strangers
Traveling on, traveling on
Traveling on
Traveling on
Traveling on
Traveling on
Traveling on