Craddock The streets they are not crowded, the rain has cleared the road But I will stand here soaking all alone The missionary building is a-blessing to be seen Within its walls are countless gospel memories Throwing back my hair, I cast the raindrops from my eyes If Jesus walks this land, he must be dressed in some disguise I know I'm meant to be here but it comes of some surprise Oh, that I'll awake to carry on tomorrow The greyness of the city has chilled my very soul And here's a line I'm sure you all will know Sadness lingers 'round the corner like a cleaning lady She's come to wash your happiness away Stabbing staring eyes are with me everywhere I go Too long to lose your vision is a self destructive move I know I'm only human but it's such a heavy load Oh, that I'll awake to carry on tomorrow Satan lingers on and on although his quest is over He'll come again tomorrow just for fun Losers lying in the cold, their lives are almost over Yet they will rise to greet the morning sunshine Casting back my thoughts I see an angel at my door To guide me to a cosy nest on mother nature's floor I know that I'm much older now but hard to realise Oh, that I'll awake to carry on tomorrow Oh, that I'll awake to carry on tomorrow Carry on, no no What you do, what you do, what you do to me