I've been walking down this road
Thinking about my brother's heavy load
And I've been talking my sleep,
Calling out your name, down this dark and lonesome street.
And I don't know where you are,
but I know you've drifted far,
Wish I could help you back to shore
For you to live your life again once more.
Down the backroads of my mind
Where the world is so unkind
And I've been crying in my sleep,
The shadows that you meet, down this dark and lonesome street.
I saw your father's pain, wondering what he had wrong
But he was not to blame, the son he knew before was gone.