With my free hand I'll flag it down
This oncoming day
I'll hitch a ride far from this town

And be on my way
In this world of beginners
Singled out their faces unknown

These saints and these sinners
Agendas of their own
All traveling alone


From the dreams at hand there's no divorce
In sickness and in health

It's a fever that must run its course
Before you are well
For worse or for better

Whichever way the wind may blow
We're in this together
With hang-ups of our own

We're traveling alone

For worse or for better

We've set out on that road

It's one on one, you and your soul

And nobody else
Just look around this train is full
Of folks who keep to themselves

These faces in windows
Heading out for places unknown
Though lives intermingle

Our thoughts are left to roam
All traveling alone