I'm comin over
See me down at the station by the lane
with my hands in my pocket
Jingling a wish coin
That I stole from a fountain
that was drowning all the cares in the world
When I get older
Climbin up on the back porch fence
just to see the dogs runnin
With a ring and a question
And my shiverin voice is singing
through a crack in the window

I better go it alone

Down on the corner
See me standin
on a makeshift road
With the dust storm
Blowin in a long black shadow
Pull a hammer from a coal mine
down where your daddy was workin
Comb my hair back
Strike a match on a bathroom wall
where my number was written
Drivin on the sidewalk
Lookin back and the sky is burning
in my rearview mirror

I better go it alone