מילים לשיר The Travel Song – Pilate

The road seen beneath the van's headlights,
It's cold so cold, cold enough to feel your sigh Pick up your life as I pass by, can't you see I'm cold inside
My face up against the window now, don't you know it's cold outside, We were poor but we had something,
What wasn't poor was poisoned by your fear,
You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
It's loud tonight, your heart is ringing in my ear I may be blind.
Each town, each town it seems the same my dear,
Walk out the door across the street, don't you know it's cold outside, Pick up the phone my signal's weak, can't you see I'm cold inside We were poor but we had something,
I think you know. What wasn't torn was poisoned by your fear, I may be blind for I never saw your tears
You wanted more, I gave you nothing, I think you know.
We were poor but we had something,
I may be blind for I never saw your tears,
You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
What wasn't torn was poisoned by your fear,
As days pass by the gap it now appears,
When I come home please say that you'll be there.