I was on my own

I was on my own
Careless, in crossing the street
Was sleeping in dirty sheets
Thought my cover blown
And played my part alone

Now there’s work and there’s love
I still yearn for a wind to blow me away
To catch a glimpse of the world
Of heaven or hell
Still pushing on into my heart where I belong

This is a song I’ll never write the to end
Just as life goes on my friend
We’re in the same game and we play it good
Real sweat real tears real blood