Lyrics:

He kisses the streets I walk
He knows what he means to me
Running down. Coming back
Always another town. Yours
I would like to hang around
My mind set on anything
Try to sleep. Try to rest
To steal another day. Yours
For better or for worse
You're nowhere to be seen
You don't breathe, you don't look
We will never meet again
No one can take your place
We go round and round again
And of course, to think of this
Will never do us good
Early morning driving
Crossing the rivers. Yours
You don't have to worry
Don't even have to sleep
No way to leave. You're on my mind
Standing in the cold. Yours