Ghost - Mary On A Cross

We were speeding together down the dark avenues
But besides all the stardom, all we got was blues
But through all the sorrow, we've been riding high
And the truth of the matter is I never let you go, let you go
We were scanning the cities, rocking to pay their dues
But besides all the glamour, all we got was bruised
But through all the sorrow, we've been riding high
And the truth of the matter is I never let you go, let you go