To Make a Turn

You caught,
The Devils cold,
And the train leaves in the morning.
His had looks like pure gold,
Got ya climbing out your wondow.

If reason, can't keep you here,
And you've got to keep moving,
The city, will miss you dear,
But it holds nothing for ya,
You said, it holds nothing for ya.

You say that love,
Has turned you bold.
And the Silence, even louder.
Dreamin's got you fooled,
And lifes become a jailhouse.

If reason, can't keep you here,
And you've got to keep moving,
The city, will miss you dear,
But it holds nothing for ya,
You said, it holds nothing for ya.

What do you want?
A new situation,
A new start?

Life will leave you old,
That is for certain.
And that's why you heading out of town.