I live my life along the busy streets
From normal life, an unwilling retreat
I’ve been hit, but I’m still down
The wheel of Fortune’s spit me out
I don’t live in tears or hide in memories.

Time to find a place to hide away
To drag my bones to a new spot in the shade…

I can’t remember how I got this way
I was busy both at work and home each day
First I lost my job.
Then I lost my wife
Now I try my best to reconstruct a life

Time to find a place to hide away
To drag my bones to a new spot in the shade
‘Cos home is where the heart is, and my heart’s so alone
I don’t even have a place to call my home

(bridge)
Don't you trouble yourself over me…
Console yourself with comfort sweet dreams
Independence was my only goal
Society’s gone and truly left me on my own.

I turn the other cheek to face the day
Though my face is frozen, it’s the only way
Resigned to Providence,
My mortal enemy is circumstance
My only Saviour, good will from a stranger

Time to find a place to hide away
To drag my bones to a new spot in the shade
‘Cos home is where the heart is, and my heart’s so alone
I don’t even have a place to call my home



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