Standin' by the roadside, future in my hands   Coat I'm wearing's blowing cold   Turn my back to the wind   Winter mist along the coast   City lights closed down   Your empty station there   Freight line cuts the ground   Freight line cuts the ground       *Crystal light shinin' bright   Shine on down for me   Moon is even passin' by, tryin' not to see   Like a fool I hit that road, did my time at sea   Life was only foolin' me      Oh despair, it bums my lungs,    find' it hard to breath    The hospital shut their gates,   I can't get me no peace   Wicked people stand and scream,   stumble the      road   Close my eyes, turn out the lights   Haven't found a dream, haven't found a dream      * Repeat   * Repeat