Standing 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 shining bright Shine on down for me Moon is even passing by Trying not to see Like a fool I hit that road Did my time at sea Life was only fooling me Oh despair, it bums my lungs Find it hard to breathe 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 x2