I'm riding in the backseat, nine years old Staring out the window, counting the highway poles And then I get to thinking, that it don't seem real I'm flying through the universe in a 69' Oldsmobile And I want to know what they're not telling But I don't want to hear no lies I just want something to believe in And now, it's a lonely, lonely road I'm on, this side of paradise I'm riding in the backseat, black limousine Staring out the window at a funeral scene And then I get to thinking, that it don't seem right I'm sitting here safe and sound And someone I love has gone tonight And I want to know what they're not telling But I don't want to hear no lies I just want something to believe in And now, it's a lonely, lonely road I'm 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 Yeah, it's just me and you That's all we got, yeah That's all we got to hold on to Yeah, this side of paradise I remember being a little boy in the backseat, nine years old Always asking questions, never did what I was told Then I get to thinking, like I always do We wander around 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 want to hear no lies I just want something to believe in And now, it's a lonely, lonely road We're on, this side of paradise This side of paradise Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah