Like A Rolling Stone

(…) How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

(…) You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street

(…) He really wasn't where it's at

(…)How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Tereza Augusta