This Side of Heaven

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