Rolling on bridges high over water
lights of the barges shine down below
I think I see the city on the horizon
Orion is gone from this night owl sky
I'm too far from home, too far from reason
too far away from my own sleeping bed
I been too many miles, spent too many dollars
got too much music going on in my head, in my head

Can you take a hint, can you see your shadow
or listen for a trace of it's sound
I can hear the stories go on for ever
all those lost souls are now homeward bound
They were lost in the scraps of your handwritten letters
lost in the weave of your old hand-me-downs
They were worn on the heels of these boots that you gave me
looking for you on the streets of this town

What will you do with this broke down gambler
who clutches for threads of grace in the air
who whispers to Mary, "how I adore you"
and dreams of the days when the sky was so fair.
Just give me one last chance for my fortunes are changing
Quiet my soul for this old wishing pool
I'll throw one last dime into the clear water
the well it is deep and the drink it is cool
Just give me one last chance for my fortunes are changing
Quiet my soul for this old wishing pool
I'll throw one last dime into the clear water
the well it is deep and the drink it is cool, It is cool

(CGDGAD 2nd Fret)

© 1997 Threshold Music/BMI