Standin’ by the roadsidefuture in my hands
Coat I’m wearing’s blowing cold
Turn my back to the wind
Winter mist along the coast
City lights closed down
Your empty station there
Freight line cuts the ground
Freight line cuts the ground
*crystal light shinin’ bright
Shine on down for me
Moon is even passin’ bytryin’ not to see
Like a fool I hit that roaddid my time at sea
Life was only foolin’ me
Oh despairit bums my lungs
Find’ it hard to breath
The hospital shut their gates
I can’t get me no peace
Wicked people stand and scream
Stumble the
Road
Close my eyesturn out the lights
Haven’t found a dreamhaven’t found a dream
* repeat
* repeat