Day is eating the night away
It`s time to leave again
Born a rambler with a restless soul
I`ll be gone in the morning
Always searching for the final destination
Always dreaming away his desolation
Guess I`m a loser but it ain`t my choice
You never know how the chips may fall
If you take the smooth you`re gotta take the rough
Waiting for the dawn
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel
