Restless

Born between a river and a railroad

Restlessness has ruled me since I can't remember when

Something in the wind seems to call me like a friend

I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again

There are dreams that I have carried all my lifetime

And my dreams have made me a stranger in the eyes of many a man

For I do not count the time and my reasons do not rhyme

Down the line and on my way, on my way again

Rolling along like a shipwrecked sailor, never find a home

Broken lines and signs of failure cut me to the bone

I'm weary of the company of strangers

Weary of the city with its heart of a hollow stone

Something in the wind keeps on calling to the end

And I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again