Heaven sent the promised land / Looks alright from where I stand / Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in.
Waiting on the first step / Show me where the key is kept / Point me down the right line because it's time.
To let me in from the cold / Turn my lead into gold / Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul / And I think I'm growing old.
Flash the readies wot´s...uh, the deal / Got to make to the next meal / Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
Mile after mile / Stone after stone / Just turn to speak but you're alone / Million miles from home you're on your own.
So let me in from the cold / Turn my lead into gold / Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul / And I think I'm growing old.
Fire bright by candlelight / And her by my side / And if she prefers we will never stir again
Someone sent the promised land / And I grabbed it with both hands / Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout... / Come on in / What's the news, where ya been / Cause there's no wind left in my soul / And I've grown old.
PINK FLOYD (1972) – WOT´S ... UH THE DEAL
