Across the lonely road of life,

I wait,

I ponder,

I pray.

To be happy,

To have joy,

To find what I have lost.

The friends who have turned on me.

The hope that run away.

How I wish that something would call me back,

So I have an excuse to head home.

Roads have to stop somewhere,

And I hope that I never find that end because

I need to find what I have lost.