I know this time i really got us into a problemnand i know the times that you were only trying to help me outnif i could find you alone you know i don't even know what i could say to younbut that don't stop me from wanting you to hear me outnyou'd be surprised you know i'm sleeping out on the sidewalknand i've been kicked out of every church in townni'd ask where to find you but these days i'm trying not to talkncause it won't be long before your mama's going to hunt me downni know i've got some work to doni've never walked this far beforeni hitch a ride from town to townnjust hoping i might end up at your doornwhen i think of or room, i hardly feel my blistersni feel my pulse start up when the horizon is turning pinknbelieve it or not, i even sometimes miss my sistersnwhen i'm on the needle or i've had too much to drinknain't nobody want to talk to you here unless you say your name is lady-onLord knows i've even wished i had a little shelter therenmy preacher friend told me there's an APB out on the radio...nlooks like tonight i'm going to sleep out under the airni know there's going to be work to doni've never walked this far beforeni'm under some bridge right nownjust hoping i might end up one night at your door