Rolling On

Fled the house, where it all began Left a blazing fire and away I ran Scars might heal, but I've got no time to wait Just make it rain, before it is too late Met a man, claimed he knew the way I said who is leading, and who's gone astray He just smiled and told me what was right I might be blind, I didn't see the light I've got nothing in my pockets, I have paid all my dues I've got blisters on my toes from the holes in my shoes I've got no one to love, but I've got friends left to lose And the train keeps rolling on I will try to make it to the end Could there be a way, still, for my soul to mend I have felt the power of the few Feeding my guilt, deciding what is true