one more detour now one more roadblock then the road looks clear so let s take the train to the coast fore the rain gets here hurricanes can t be seen at all where the airplanes fly so just foxhole prayers unheard words when they know the lie up late down low no sleep nowhere to go cold spell no snow two feet nothing to show six weeks now past and stand still don t go too fast sweet dreams at last cheap thrills because i asked i can see the lights of the ship can you see it too don t you dare too cross what they say s not true up late down low no sleep nowhere to go cold spell no snow two feet nothing to show six weeks now past and stand still don t go too fast sweet dreams at last cheap thrills because i asked its a shame you left way back when all the roads were clear so i ll take the train to the coast but you won t be here