Songtext von Turning Point

Black cloud on the sun, I turned my collar up And walked from your door up to the county road Oh, yeah, what luck, the timing's been rough on us Right then, oh boy, we hit the turning point Three or four years or more my life was on the floor Blind faith, hangin' in, hungry and tired of it Oh, yeah, better luck--it takin' over us But right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point She's had to follow me up and down these empty streets Whiskey on her breath tryin' to give the world a test Oh, yeah, better luck-it takin' over us Right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point Yeah right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point Yeah right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point We've hit the turning point