Walking south along my mouth

Through the heart that's hard to start

I know it's nothing the woman cried

So you're leaving you did not lie

The broken light bulb that's glowing still

The morning after the sickness pill



And i feel that it will change

It will change

I think it's going to rain today

And i hope that it will change

It will change

Washing all of my blues away



The old drunk man who once had plans

No one left now to hold his hand

Priests are calling no happy bells

Can't make a difference from life to hell



He was trapped in a desert

Waiting for his friends

He was trapped in a desert

With no defence

And when his will to live had all but gone

He found some water to carry on