Who Loves You

Santana

Walking down on Main Street 
Cold chills in the air 
Looking for a helping hand 
Ain't nobody there 
Dreams, nightmares, and fantasies 
Weave their way around 
I can see past appearances 
They can't bring me down 

But tell me 
Who loves you 
When you're down and out 
And you're all alone 
Who loves you 
When you've lost your mind 
And you lose control 

Television, radio and all the magazines
Focus on the negative 
Time and time again 
Young men give their lives away 
Believing in a cause
Ware is always profitable
They write you off a loss