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

Ain’t nobody there

Dreams, nightmares, and fantasies

Weave their way around

I can see past appearances

They can’t bring me down





Chorus:

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





Repeat Chorus