Rolling On

Fled the house where it all began

Left a blazing fire and away I ran

Scars might heal but I’ve got no time to wait

Just make it rain before it is too late

Met a man, claimed he knew the way

I said who is leading and who’s gone astray

He just smiled and told me what was right

I might be blind, I didn’t see the light

I’ve got nothing in my pockets, I have paid all my dues

I’ve got blisters on my toes from the holes in my shoes

I’ve got no one to love but I’ve got friends left to lose

And the train keeps rolling on

I will try to make it to the end

Could there be a way, still, for my soul to mend

I have felt the power of the few

Feeding my guilt, deciding what is true

I’ve got nothing in my pockets, I have paid all my dues

I’ve got blisters on my toes from the holes in my shoes

I’ve got no one to love but I’ve got friends left to lose

And the train keeps rolling on

I’ve got nothing in my pockets, I have paid all my dues

I’ve got blisters on my toes from the holes in my shoes

I’ve got no one to love but I’ve got friends left to lose

And the train keeps rolling on

And the train keeps rolling on

And the train keeps rolling on