Asbury Park, New Jersey

Growing up
To your rhythm and rock,
Little town
Not too far from the city,
Watching you live
Is fresh on my mind,
This heavy wind,
Not strong enough
To keep my eyes off the girls,
The road is long,
But it seems achievable
When i'm listening to you.

Oh, when everything may be in shambles,
It's good to hear your voice,
Oh, when I'm close to getting something,
It helps to hear your voice.

Born to discover myself,
Born to see the world,
From the small town, Ashbury Park,
To the cities in all continents,
Life is grand, life is short,
But I'm still listening
To your rhythm and rock,
When everything is dark,
I'll find the light
When I listen to you.