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Roadsinger came to town, long cape and hat, |
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people stood and stared then closed their doors, as he passed, |
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he strolled the empty street, kids banged on tin cans, |
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then the panting dogs began to bark, as the Roadsinger sang |
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Where do you go, where do you go, |
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when hearts are closed, |
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when a friend becomes a stranger, |
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nobody wants to know |
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Where do you go, where do you go, |
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when the world turns dark, |
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and the light of truth is blown out, |
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and the roads are blocked |
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He stopped by a stall, between the barrels and sacks, |
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a child's face peeped out and gave a smile, and ran back, |
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behind a misty glass, on a windowpane, |
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a little finger drew a perfect heart, and a name |
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Where do you go, where do you go, |
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in a world filled with fright, |
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only a song to warm you, through the night |
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Where do you go, where do you go, |
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after lies are told, |
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and the light of truth is blown out, |
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and the night is cold |
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Roadsinger rode on, to another land, |
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though the people spoke a different tongue, it understand, |
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they showed him how to share, and took him by the hand, |
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showed him the path to Heaven, through the desert sand |
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Where do you go, where do you go, |
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to find happiness, |
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in a world filled with hatred, (Cheers) |
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where do you go, where do you go, |
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if no one cares, |
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and everybody's lost, looking for theirs |
