Guilbeau-Parsons

Sitting inside looking out at the rain
Thinking the world and I have gone insane
Wondering if I'll ever be here again
Picking and singing for nobody
Wishing I was home sweet home again
If I could ride that cloud
That just flew by my window
And drift with the wind out over the sea
And fall with the rain into the arms of my darling
Soothing all this misery
Driving the devil from me
But the rain won't stop
And there's no way to heaven
No telling how long it will be
And the people that hear me
Can't know what I'm feeling
What the wind and the rain telling me
The wind and rains telling me
Hear I am on the road
It's been a year more in traveling
Waking up to sounds of these cities and their sins
Can't sleep from the pain of the slow dying people
Picking and singing for nobody
Wishing I was home again sweet home again