***

there is no place to hold you
no place that you call home
no person who can own you
you make your road alone

without pretty women
without a trusted friend
but burning of your feelings
untill the very end

the star's still brightly shining.
all your affections're gone
You are so tired of crying
so you go on alone

his faith is not so hopeless
as his exhausted head
and although he is homeless
he goes and goes ahead