Don McLean
Don’t Burn the Bridge
I am a man who traveled everywhere
Holding mirages made of hair
Mansions of silver, women of gold
Well, all I had was the tale I told
I've been a wanderer, I can let go
But you would do better to stay
Don't burn the bridge that brought you over
Or you'll be traveling all your days
I had no family, I had no real friends
I had a lover who more then just pretends
She played a mind game, I played it too
When you're in love, those are the things you do
I've been a loser, I've won the game
I've had power, fortune, and fame
Don't burn the bridge that brought you over
For you're a poor man, just the same
Poor man, poor man
Yes, I'll admit I've burned my bridges one and all
That I have turned my back on some who tried to see me fall
And then you came and built a bridge
Where once there was a wall in my life
I can cross over, live on the other side
I was a rover, until I met my bride
She has the magic, I have the dreams
With her, my life is really all it seems
There's no illusion, this is for real
And I'm so satisfied, deep within
You are the bridge that brought me over
And you are everywhere I've ever been
Your man, I'm your man
Yes, I'll admit I've burned my bridges one and all
That I have turned my back on some who tried to see me fall
And then you came to build a bridge
Where once there was a wall
Came and built a bridge
Where there was a wall
Came and built a bridge
Where there was a wall
In my life, in my life