Oncoming Traffic

Tuesday found me, standing on the highway
Seems like no one, no one, is going my way
Was I waiting on the wrong side of the road?
I just don’t give a damn, which way I go
Tell me where has my faith gone
Has it walked out on me
Or does it still lie, somewhere inside of me?
You’re just too close, for my tired eyes to see, yeah
Tell me when, when is my ship gonna come in
I ain’t cold, I ain’t hungry, gotta little money to spend
But a man cannot live, oh no, on riches alone
He needs love, friendship and a home
Without these he stands alone
There are so many roads which you may choose
Some you are bound to win, others you will lose
Lord, it ain’t never been so clear
It is always, Lord, it is always, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What is all up to you
All up to you now, baby