I know it's late, I know you're weary I know your plans don't include me Still here we are, both of us lonely Longing for shelter from all that we se… - Bob Seger

She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast.
He was a Midwestern boy on his own.
She looked at him with those soft eyes, so innocent and blue.
He knew right then he was too far from home.
He was too far from home.

My hands were steady,
My eyes were clear and bright.
My walk had purpose,
My steps were quick and light.
And I held firm to what I felt was right.
Like a rock.

All I know is that I'm young and your rules they are old
If I've got to kill to live then there's something left untold
I'm no statesman I'm no general. I'm no kid I'll never be
It's the rules not the soldier that I find the real enemy.