(by B.R. Hornsby)



Train rolls by about 3 a.m.

Wakes me up from a fitful sleep

Got the urge to jump on board

I believe I'm in a little too deep

Walk the train station

Walking through the park

Looking out for something

Still in the dark

One day you'll see something

Oh, with a familiar ring

It'll be just me moving through

On the way to something



It's your life, it's your world

It's your world, and I'm just passing through

It's your life, it's your world

Your life and I'm just passing through



Tired and confused, yes I am

Don't see much in the future for me

I'm a vagabond and a drifter

Not so hard to be

Walking down the highway

Walking through the park

Looking out for something

Still in the dark

Don't know what to say when I see you smile

So I guess I'll just turn my head and go

On the way to another mile



It's your life, it's your world

It's your world, and I'm just passing through

It's your life, it's your world

Your life and I'm just passing through



Walking down the highway

Walking through the park

Looking out for something

Still in the dark

Want faith in something

So hard to believe

Maybe on night soon

Maybe you could make me see



It's your life, it's your world

It's your world, and I'm just passing through

It's your life, it's your world

Your life and I'm just passing through