no passenger þarký sözü

walkin´ down an empty street in a city i don´t know
whistlin something catchy as i make my way through snow.
ain´t got no gloves so i keep my hands balled up in fists;
i´m tryin´ not to think how it all came down to this.
i been searching for a sparrow in a city full of wrens
i been asking for the cost so i can make amends
i been waiting for the questions so my answers will make sense
i been looking for the way home but the snow is much too dense.
they said "why are you here?" i said, "i´m doin´ time
cause i´m willing to break laws but i won´t commit no crime."
if there´s more to making choices than luck and happenstance,
i hope i do it right next time i get the chance.
this city seems so cold, and it isn´t just the wind.
i would be easy to say, "i´m here because i sinned."
i´m here because someday someone will need a ride
and i´ll throw away my drink and say, "the coach awaits outside."