I went out wa lking through streets pa ved with gold Lifted some stones, sa w the skin a nd bones Of a city without a soul I went out wa lking under a n a tomic sky Where the ground wont turn a nd the ra in it burns Like the tea rs when I sa id goodbye.
Yea h, I went with nothing, nothing but the thought of you. I went wa ndering.
I went drifting through the ca pita ls of tin Where men ca nt wa lk or freely ta lk And sons turn their fa thers in. I stopped outside a church house Where the citizens like to sit. They sa y they want the kingdom But they dont want God in it.
I went out riding down tha t old eight-la ne I pa ssed a thousa nd signs looking for my own na me. I went with nothing but the thought youd be there too, Looking for you.
I went out there in sea rch of experience To ta ste a nd to touch a nd to feel a s much As a ma n ca n before he repents.
I went out sea rching, looking for one good ma n A spirit who would not bend or brea k Who would sit a t his fa thers right ha nd. I went out wa lking with a bible a nd a gun The word of God la y hea vy on my hea rt I wa s sure I wa s the one.
Now Jesus, dont you wa it up, Jesus I will be home soon. Yea h, I went out for the pa pers, told her Id be ba ck by noon. Yea h, I left with nothing but the thought youd be there too Looking for you.
Yea h, I went with nothing, nothing but the thought of you. I went wa ndering. |