Well I don't know where I'm goin'. But I do know where I've been. And I know that where I am just ain' the place. I can hear that whistle blowin'. A callin' me back home. To where I can hear your voice and see your face.
I've got a lot of nothin'. To show for where I've been. Got an empty heart and empty pockets too. But they say that you'll have mercy. On a weak ol' boy like me. And I'm hopin' and I'm prayin' that it's true.
Been gone so long I don't know the way back home and feelin' blue. Well I reach in my back pocket and much to my surprise. I find a ticket for a train right back to you.
Well I seem to have lost sight. Of all that I held dear. Black and white has turned to gray I can't see through. But I know up in my knower. That You are all that matters. That's why I'm puttin' all my hope in you.