Rod Stewart

Across the street the river runs.

Down in the gutter life is slipping away.

Let me still exist in another place,

Running down under cover

Of a helicopter blade.

No never will I roam,

for I know my place is home.

Where the ocean meets the sky,

I'll be sailing.

Love may still alive,

somewhere someday,

where they're downing only deer

a hundred steel towns away.

When it's love you make,

(I'll be the fire in your night.)

Then it's love you take.

Let's make it all for one and all for love.

Let the one you hold be the one you want,

The one you need,

'Cause when it's all for one it's one for all.

When there's someone that should know

Then just let your feelings show

And make it all for one and all for love.