Standin' by the roadside, future 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' by, tryin' not to see

Like a fool I hit that road, did my time at sea

Life was only foolin' me



Oh despair, it 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 eyes, turn out the lights

Haven't found a dream, haven't found a dream



* Repeat

* Repeat