It's so hard to find your way In these streets from day to day So easy to disappear When the night conceals you here In the gloom of a vacant road You'll know that you're alone Like a pain you've never known When you got no place to go When you got no place to go... When the icy winds they blow You'll hang your head down low You'll be wishing for that home That sweet home you used to know When you wander all the time With a ragged and a worried mind When you walk a crooked line Then your troubles will be like mine Then your troubles will be like mine...