Credits
Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana, Chester D. Thompson, & Orestes Vilato
Lyrics
Walking down on Main Street
Cold chills in the air
Looking for a helping hand
AinÔÇÖt nobody there
Dreams, nightmares, and fantasies
Weave their way around
I can see past appearances
They canÔÇÖt bring me down
Chorus:
But tell me
Who loves you
When youÔÇÖre down and out
And youÔÇÖre all alone
Who loves you
When youÔÇÖve 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
Repeat Chorus
