Heaven sent the promised land

Looks alright from where I stand

Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in

Waiting on the first step

Show me where the key is kept

Point me down the right line because it's time

To let me in from the cold

Turn my lead into gold

Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul

And I think I'm growing old

Flash the readies wots...uh,the deal

Got to make to the next meal

Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.

Mile after mile

Stone after stone

Just turn to speak but you're alone

Million miles from home you're on your own

So let me in from the cold

Turn my lead into gold

Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul

And I think I'm growing old

Someone sent the promised land

And I grabbed it with both hands

Now I'm the man on the inside looking out

HEAR ME SHOUT...

Come on in

What's the news, where ya been

Cause there's no wind left in my soul

And I've grown old