Breakin' The Rules - Robbie Robertson

I tried to reach you

On Valentine’s Day

But how can I reach you

When you’re so far away

Don’t make me a victim

Don’t make me the clown

With my arms reaching out

And my head hanging down

We can’t go on Touching the flame

Breakin the rules

Of the game

I bring you this cross

I carved out of wood

I’m just trying to tell you

That I’d change if I could

Grew up on the west side

Never even been to the east side

Don’t know what they do with their lives

Over there — over there

We can’t go on Hiding the pain

Breakin the rules

Of the game

We can’t go on Living in shame

Breakin the rules

Of the game