Walkin' down an empty street in a city I don't knowWhistlin something catchy as I make my way through snow.Ain't got no gloves so I keep my hands balled up in fists;I'm tryin' not to think how it all came down to this.I been searching for a sparrow in a city full of wrensI been asking for the cost so I can make amendsI been waiting for the questions so my answers will make senseI been looking for the way home but the snow is much too dense.They said "Why are you here?" I said, "I'm doin' timeCause I'm willing to break laws but I won't commit no crime."If there's more to making choices than luck and happenstance,I hope I do it right next time I get the chance.This city seems so cold, and it isn't just the wind.I would be easy to say, "I'm here because I sinned."I'm here because someday someone will need a rideAnd I'll throw away my drink and say, "The coach awaits outside."