Many days I've traveled but I know not where I'm going to I'm lost, lost along the way From Mexico to Paris, always the same solitary circle In an empty café Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me I could have died The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye Ride Easy my friends this journey ends before it begins Ride Easy my friends this story ends before it begins Long dead Winter when I thought that Spring would never come again melting the snow Many days I've reveled evenings through to mornings through to evenings with nothing to show Ride Easy my friends this journey ends before it begins Ride Easy my friends this story ends before it begins, oh Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me I could have died The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye Many days I've traveled going 'round in social circles lost, lost along the way Many nights I've reveled but I thought I saw the message in a bottle and drifting away