Lonely Years 歌词

Face is turning white From the salt of all my tears. Face is turning white From the salt of all my tears. Lost everything I had, I got to face five lonely years. Everybody got a trouble; I got to live with mine right now. Everybody got a trouble; I got to live with mine right now. I'm gonna take a little walk now, people, And I'll try to get along somehow. I'll be leaving right now, people; I got to stop now and figure out my time. I got to get a bus, people; I got to stop now and figure out my time. I believe with a feeling, I got to move on down the line.