There's rain on the road and the faithful have gone. In a crowd all alone walking 'round in a song.

She's got nothing to hide, and she hides it so well. Keeps broken dreams to fix up and sell.

He was caught up in a lie he half-believed, found her hiding high in the family tree.

I can work, I can travel, I can sleep anywhere, cross every border with nothing to declare. You can look back babe, but it's best not to stare.

I used to sit, think, think, thinking, till I felt as lonesome as a kitten in a wash-house copper with the lid on.

Jesus does not want us floating through space or sitting in fron of our televisions. Jesus wants us interacting, eating together, laughing together, praying to…

I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy since I was born In secret pleasure - se…