Из альбома: Blues From the Attic
Time was drifting - this rock had got to roll
So, I hit the road and made my getaway
Restless feeling really got ahold
I started searching for a better way
I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But, I couldn't see the light - no, I couldn't see the light
I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night
Couldn't get it right
Couldn't get it right
Philly Fever made me feel alright
But, I must admit it got the best of me
Gettin' down so deep I could've drowned
Now, I can't get back the way I used to be
I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But, I couldn't see the light - no, I couldn't see the light
I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night
Couldn't get it right
Couldn't get it right
New York City took me with the tide
And, I nearly died from hospitality
Left me stranded - took away my pride
Just another no-account fatality
I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But, I couldn't see the light - no, I couldn't see the light
I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night
Couldn't get it right
Couldn't get it right