i have grown into something
i have sold up for nothing
winter blows in my direction
darkness falls on my skin
we're wandering souls growing old
we're off
the road
off
the road we're wandering souls growing hope
we're off
the road
off
the road
show me how to start a fire
woman now in my attire
settle down the ice is melting
take my hands beneath the trees
we're wandering souls growing old
we're all off the road
off
the road
where wandering souls grow with hope
we're off
the road
off
the road
