And I'm out...
When I'm out on the streets
And I am looking
Looking for someone to share
My hopes and dreams with
But no one is there for me

When I step on the street at night
I am crying...
Crying for someone to see
The importance of being free
That some will never be

And of course
There is people out to get me
But they don't have a trace
Of me and my soul
Riding out tonight