i am burning up lights are getting low i want it to be over done with tired of living on the road lonely as a sparrow in the rain it s like pieces of glass in my head all the time i want it to be over done with tired of living on the road lonely as a sparrow in the rain you tell god the father it was a kindness you done i know you hurting and worrying i can t feel it on you tell me where to go when the world is gettin smaller i become what i hate and i m losing myself come whatever may when the world is gettin smaller i become what i hate and i m losing myself come whatever may you tell god the father it was a kindness you done i know you hurting and worrying i can t feel it on you i want it to be over done with tired of living on the road lonely as a sparrow in the rain when the world is gettin smaller i become what i hate and i m losing myself come whatever may when the world is gettin smaller i become what i hate and i m losing myself come whatever may