This side of heaven There's not much To go on You never know Which way The wind will blow One day there's caviar The next a soup bowl And you're Left wandering alone This side of heaven This side of heaven People look The other way Don't stop to listen Don't want To know your name But in this world Ain't it finny how Things change And you're left Wandering strange This side of heaven This side of heaven The train is always late All I seem to do Is stand here at the gate Listening for the whistle And waiting for the day I won't be left wandering This side of heaven