Inspired by someone who chased the dream and never quite grabbed the brass ring.

he wonders what went wrong he blinked and it all was gone living life and playing in a band had a kid when he was 20 figured he be rich and one day he could buy that big old mansion on a hill there's a cold wind blowing on the highway tonight no place warm to lay his head until the morning light no rest for the weary that's what he's heard people say one day he hopes to make it home, there's no where left to turn there is no money in the bank and just a dollar in his hand chasing dreams that disappear just like the shifting sand worn out coat against the cold rain living in the past where he's been standing right beside the fortune and the fame there's a cold wind blowing on the highway tonight no place warm to lay his head until the morning light no rest for the weary that's what he's heard people say one day he hopes to make it home, there's no where left to turn he's just a free spirit living day to day he wouldn't have it any other way there's a cold wind blowing on the highway tonight no place warm to lay his head until the morning light no rest for the weary that's what he's heard people say one day he hopes to make it home, there's no where left to turn