No wheels to ride
No wheels to travel
No tracks to take on down
The road I walk is getting heavy
But I must still go on
And in the night
I hear the calling
As the train goes by
Then all I hear is my footsteps falling
Upon the tears I cry
(yeah)
If I could find a better way to get to you
You know that I would
No money lines my pockets now
But by the spring you know that it should
Well I just cant wait to catch that greyhound bus
That will take me back right to your side
(oh oh)
Can`t get enough
Can`t get enough
I can`t get enough of your love
(baby)
(whoa)
(hey)
So I`ll go on making time
`Til I can see a way
Maybe tomorrow I`ll find a future
Baby all I can say
If I can find a better way to get to you
You know that I will
Nobody rides my pockets now
But by the spring you know yes you know that they will
And someday soon I`ll see you there waiting at the station just for me
(oh)
I just can`t wait
I just can`t wait
I just can`t wait
For you to get back
(home)
(oh please)
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