Born to Run (Springsteen on Broadway)

In the day, we sweat it out on the streets

Of a runaway American dream

At night we ride through mansions of glory

In suicide machines

Well, sprung from cages on Highway 9

Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' out over the line

Baby, this town rips the bones from your back

It's a death trap

It's a suicide rap

We gotta get out while we're young

'Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run

Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend

I want to guard your dreams and visions

And just wrap your legs round these velvet rims

Strap your hands across my engines

And together we could break this trap

We'll run till we drop

And we'll never go back

Walk with me out on the wire

'Cause I'm just a scared and lonely rider

I gotta find out how it feels

I want to know if love is wild

I want to know if love is real

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones

Scream down the boulevard

The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors

And the boys try to look so hard

The amusement park rises, bold and stark

Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist

I wanna die with you, Wendy

On the street tonight

In an everlasting kiss

The highway's jammed with broken heroes

On a last-chance power drive

Everybody's out on the run tonight

But there's no place left to hide

So together, Wendy

We'll live with the sadness

I'll love you with all the madness

In my soul, someday, girl, I don't know when

We're gonna get to that place where we

Really wanna go and we'll walk in the sun

But till then, tramps like us

Baby, we were born to run

Oh, whoa, whoa, oh-oh

Whoa, oh, whoa-oh

Whoa, whoa, oh-oh

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, oh-oh-oh