"Somewhere Sweet" lyrics

Crying again, 'cause I'm dying to make a living
Working my bones in the city, don't feel like freedom
Standing up on my feet 'till I can't feel them anymore
Wish that I could pack up and leave and walk out the door

Well, I got 3 bills, and a bag of old coins
Get me to the road, and out of this noise
Not looking for treasure, or a pot of gold
Just thinking bout the desert, and somewhere I could belong

And I wanna be somewhere sweet
Somewhere sweet
And I wanna be somewhere sweet
Somewhere sweet

I'm tired of all this talking, all these games
Speaking, and wishing, and hoping that they'll change
I'm tired of running faster trying to catch some bus
And the bus just takes me right back to the rust

Well, I got three bills, and a bag of old coins
Get me to the road, and out of this noise
Not looking for treasure, or a pot of gold
Just thinking 'bout the desert, and somewhere I could belong

And I wanna be somewhere sweet
Somewhere sweet
And I wanna be somewhere sweet
Somewhere sweet
Somewhere sweet