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 wot's...uh the deal?

Got to make it to the next meal

Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel

Mile after mile (Mile after mile)

Stone after stone (Stone after stone)

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 a chill wind blowing in my soul

And I think I'm growing old

Fire bright by candlelight

And her by my side

And if she prefers we never stir again

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 and where've you been?'

'Cause there's no wind left in my soul

And I've grown old